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Got Ur Self A Gun chords and lyrics - NAS
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[Intro 1] [Em]Woke up this mornin', (yeah) You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah) Got yo'self a gun [Chorus 1] Yo, I'm [Am]livin' in this time behind enemy lines [Em]so I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Em]You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]And when I see you I'ma take what I want [Em]So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)[Em] [Verse 1] My, first al[Am]bum had no famous guest appearances The [Em]outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist [Am]Many years on this professional level Why [Em]would you question who's better? The world is still mine Tat[Am]toos real with "God's Son" across the belly The boss [Em]of rap, you saw me in "Belly" with thoughts like that To [Am]take it back to Africa, I did it with Biggie Me and [Em]Tupac were soldiers of the same struggle You lames [Am]should huddle, your team's shook Y'all feel the wrath of a [Em]killer, 'cause this is my football field Throwin' [Am]passes from a barrel, shoulder pads apparel But the [Em]Q.B. don't stand for no quarterback Every [Am]word is like a sawed-off blast, 'cause y'all all soft And [Em]I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in It's [Am]for the hood by the corner store Many try, many [Em]die, come at Nas [Chorus 2] if you want a war, get it bloody, [Am](uh)[Em] I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Em]You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]And when I see you I'ma take what I want [Em]So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)[Em] [Verse 2] Yo, I'm the [Am]N the A to the S-I-R And If I [Em]wasn't, I must've been Escobar You know the [Am]kid got his chipped tooth fixed Hair parted with [Em]a barber's preciseness, Bravehearted for life It's the re[Am]turn of the Golden Child, son of a blue's player [Em]So who are you playa? Y'all awaited the true savior [Am]Puffin' that tropical, cups of that Vodka too [Em]Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital Throw [Am]up? Never, 'member I do this through righteous steps [Em]You Judists thought I was gone, so in light of my death [Am]Y'all been all happy-go-lucky, bunch of sam[Em]bos Call me "God's Son", with my pants low I don't [Am]die slow, put them rags up like Petey Pablo [Em]This is Nasdaq dough, in my Nascar with this [Am]Nas flow Flip the beat back, now it's all reppin' [Em]Hit the record sto', never let me go, get my [Chorus 3] [Am](whole collection, [Em]yo) I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Em]You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]And when I see you I'ma take what I want [Em]So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)[Em] [Verse 3] It's, the, re[Am]turn of the Prince, the boss This is real hard[Em]core Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit's soft Sip [Am]Cris', get chips, wrist gliss, I floss Stick [Em]shift, look sick up in that Boxter Porsche With the [Am]top cut off, rich kids go and cop The Source [Em]They don't know about the blocks I'm on And [Am]everybody want to know where the kid go? Where he [Em]rest at? Where he shop at and dress at? Know he [Am]got dough, where does he live? Is he still in the bridge? [Em]Does he really know how ill that he is? Got [Am]all of y'all watchin' my moves, my watch and my jewels [Em]Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that [Am]It's not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty [Em]chains Look at my tennis shoes, I iced that Who am [Am]I? The back-twister, lingerie-ripper [Em]Automatic leg-spreader, quicker brain-getter [Chorus 4] Keepin' [Am]it gangsta wit' ya, uh [Em]I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Em]You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]And when I see you I'ma take what I want [Em]So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)[Em] [Outro 1] (Got yo'self a gun) [Am]Uh [Em]I got mine, I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Am]You from the hood I hope you (got yo'self a gun) [Em]You want beef? I hope ya (got yo'self a gun) [Fade out]
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