Nas – Got Ur Self a Gun

Heavyweight American rapper and award-winning emcee, Nas has uncovered an explosive rap song called “Got Ur Self A Gun.”

This timeless classic was produced by Megahertz—skilled American music producers and sound engineers who made sure this song sounds high quality.

Furthermore, “Got Ur Self A Gun” is one of the bangers taken from his 2001 studio collection labeled “Stillmatic Album” which is home to “ETHER” too.

In conclusion, this is a must-listen song that finds the rapper pay homage to the deceseased American hip hop icons, 2Pac and Notorious B.I.G. It is now available on this platform your fast download and stream.

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Nas – Got Ur Self A Gun Lyrics

Woke up this mornin’ (Yeah)
You got yourself a gun (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yourself a gun

Yo, I’m livin’ in this time behind enemy lines, so
I got mine, I hope you got yourself a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got yourself a gun
You want beef? Hope you got yourself a gun
And when I see you, I’ma take what I want, so
You tried to front, hope you got yourself a gun
You ain’t real, hope you got yourself a gun

My first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome, I’m crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who’s better? The world is still mine
Tattoo’s real, with “God’s Son” across the belly, the boss of rap
You saw me in Belly with thoughts like that
To take it back to Africa, I did it with Biggie
Me and 2Pac were soldiers of the same struggle
You lames could huddle, your team’s shook
Y’all feel the wrath of a killer, ’cause this is my football field
Throwin’ passes from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel
But the QB don’t stand for no quarterback
Every word is like a sawed-off blast ’cause y’all all soft
And I’m the black hearse that came to haul y’all ass in
It’s for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want a war, get it bloody

I got mine, I hope you got yourself a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got yourself a gun
You want beef? Hope you got yourself a gun
And when I see you, I’ma take what I want, so
You tried to front, hope you got yourself a gun
You ain’t real, hope you got yourself a gun, yo

I’m the N, the A to the S-I-R
And if I wasn’t, I must’ve been Escobar
You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed, hair parted with a
Barber’s preciseness, Bravehearted for life, it’s
Return of the golden child, son of a blues player
So who are you, player? Y’all awaited the true savior
Puffin’ that tropical, cups of that vodka, too
Papi chu’s, tore up, wake up in a hospital
Throw up? Never, ‘member I do this through righteous steps
You Judas thought I was gone, so in light of my death
Y’all been all happy-go-lucky, bunch of sambos
Call me God’s Son with my pants low
I don’t die slow, put them rags up like Petey Pablo
This is NASDAQ though, in my Nascar, with this Nas flow
What could beat that? Not a soul reppin’
Hit the record store, never let me go, get my whole collection, yo

I got mine, I hope you got yourself a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got yourself a gun
You want beef? Hope you got yourself a gun
And when I see you, I’ma take what I want, so
You tried to front, hope you got yourself a gun
You ain’t real, hope you got yourself a gun

It’s the return of the prince, the boss
This is real hardcore, Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit soft
Sip Cris’, get chips, wrist glist’, I floss
Stick shift look sick up in that Boxster Porsche
With the top cut off, rich kids go and cop The Source
They don’t know about the blocks I’m on
And everybody wanna know where the kid go
Where he rest at, where he shop at and dress at
Know he got dough, where does he live? Is he still in the Bridge?
Does he really know how ill that he is?
Got all of y’all watchin’ my moves, my watch and my jewels
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that
It’s not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I iced that
Who am I? The back twister, lingerie ripper
Automatic leg-spreader, quicker brain-getter
Keepin’ it gangsta with ya (Uh)

I got mine, I hope you got yourself a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got yourself a gun
You want beef? Hope you got yourself a gun
And when I see you, I’ma take what I want, so
You tried to front, hope you got yourself a gun
You ain’t real, hope you got yourself a gun

Got yourself a gun (Uh)
I got mine, I hope you got yourself a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got yourself a gun
You want beef? Hope you got yourself a gun
And when I see you, I’ma take what I want, so
You tried to front, hope you got yourself a gun
You ain’t real, hope you got yourself a gun

Listen to Nas – Got Ur Self a Gun below!

Got Ur Self a Gun by Nas
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