Real Hip Hop Lyrics | Nas - Got Ur Self a Gun (Lyrics) @RealHipHopLyrics | Uploaded September 2024 | Updated October 2024, 17 hours ago.
Artist/Group: Nas
Album: Stillmatic
Released: 2001
Label: Ill Will/Columbia
Watch the Official Video of this song youtube.com/watch?v=6YiJH3-Nkb0
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"Got Ur Self a Gun", also known as "Got Ur Self A..." for the clean versions of the album and single, respectively, is the second single from the 2001 album Stillmatic by the American rapper Nas. The song is produced by Megahertz and samples The Sopranos theme song "Woke Up This Morning", performed by Alabama 3. It reached #87 on the Billboard Hot 100.
A remixed version is featured in the final trailer for John Wick: Chapter 4.
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Artist/Group: Nas
Album: Stillmatic
Released: 2001
Label: Ill Will/Columbia
Watch the Official Video of this song youtube.com/watch?v=6YiJH3-Nkb0
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"Got Ur Self a Gun", also known as "Got Ur Self A..." for the clean versions of the album and single, respectively, is the second single from the 2001 album Stillmatic by the American rapper Nas. The song is produced by Megahertz and samples The Sopranos theme song "Woke Up This Morning", performed by Alabama 3. It reached #87 on the Billboard Hot 100.
A remixed version is featured in the final trailer for John Wick: Chapter 4.
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![Jadakiss - Checkmate (50 Cent Diss) [1st Verse]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_0qDdy3aqjk/hqdefault.jpg "Jadakiss - Checkmate (50 Cent Diss) [1st Verse]
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
We gon handle this like grown men, you wont win
You dont even feel comfortable in your own skin
I rap my ass off, Im fightin the champ with the glass jaw
At the Garden or Nassau (Uh-huh)
See me, couple hood niggas behind stars
I heard you put a couple good niggas behind bars (Preme!)
I might never sell that much
But you can bet your last two quarters Ill never tell that much
Picture Kiss not come out swingin
Its like goin see 50 at a show
And he dont come out singin (Cmon!)
Yeah, you got a felony, but you aint a predicate (Nuh-uh)
Never the King of New York, you live in Connecticut (Haha)
You dont be in the hood, you be in the woods
Fuckin with me, its where you really gon be for good (Ugh)
I hold the 4-5 myself (Ch-chk)
And hop out the Range on 1-4-5 myself (What up!)
This is a true fact
Since when has it become cool to get shot and not shoot back? (Never)
Trackmasters shelved you (Ugh), Bravehearts helped you (Ugh)
Then everybody felt you (Uh-huh), now I gotta melt you (Yeah)
And dont try to pull rank on Kiss
‘Cause the niggas Ima send to do it aint gon miss
Be laid up stiff, I spit straight up piff
I did real songs with Big, no made-up shits (Ah!)
Artist/Group: Jadakiss
Album: N/A
Released: 2005
Label: N/A
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![El-P - The Last Huzzah (Remix) [5th Verse from THE LAST HUZZAH (REMIX) by Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/aNh-W5Xbh40/hqdefault.jpg "El-P - The Last Huzzah (Remix) [5th Verse from THE LAST HUZZAH (REMIX) by Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire]
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Straight shots of Sterno, wick stuck in the bottle empty
(Three) Blocks to the target; we lit it and lobbed it hard at Sentry
(Four) Pigs of the oinking variety guard the market entry
(Five) Minutes of flames and then aim the whistle my father lent me
(Six oclock) We meet up and divvy the shells among the younguns
Seven continents in the shit and smoke like its fucking London
Before they ate up the funds, our harmony love was bumping
Now, the government issue nines are pointed where your blood is pumping
Tend to mop up these muttering zombie talking pieces
Elll vent on you harder than Fukushima breezes
In the end, when a dozen or so adjourn to reason
Youll find the verdict return corrupted in murderous seasons
With inverted 31s and other unlucky omens
Thats why I chug 7&7s til Im fucking homeless
And every time you think my fifteen minutes of fame are up
Ill spit another sixteen to prove to the world I fucking own it (Yeah)
Artist/Group: El-P
Album: Lost in Translation (mixtape) by Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire
Released: 2011
Label: Mishka NYC
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