Luyện nghe bài hát Cool

He came back in the same suit he was buried in
to the one his grandfather was married in
Yes, he was still to death
Bling, two earrings, a chain laying on his
He still had it 'cause couldn't find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat two inches behind it
Smell the Hennessey from where his niggas got
And out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it
But, he sip it fast enough
So the liquor was just filling the up
Floating down by his feet was the letter his sister
Second-grade handwriting, read, I miss you
Suit-jacket pocket held his baby daughter's
Right next to it, one of his men a swisha
He had a notion as he lay there
He saw that the latch was broken, he his casket open and he

This goes passing you by
It might go if you lie
You're born, you live, you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If goes passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
Making moves
Paying dues
Chasing the

Not at all as he dug to the surface
Tarnished gold chain is what he up the earth with
He used his mouth as a shovel to try and it
And he couldn't dirt-spit, he swallowed it, working like a
reverse archaeologist
Except, his treasure was sunshine
So when some through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made son
He onto some grass and climbed
Pulled himself up out of his own grave, and at the time
On the watch had stopped six months after the shots
That had got him in the box, ringing out his socks
He it was hours, because he wasn't older
some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulder, so
With a hand that was all bones
And no reason to stay, he to walk home, so he?

This life goes you by
It might go if you lie
You're born, you live, you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If life passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
Making moves
Paying your
the cool

He begged for some change, to get him on the
Damn nigga stank, is what they complained
Tried to light the blunt but it burst into
Caught the reflection in the window of what he
A look, was he shook, was it the shame?
Matter of fact, the only on his brain was brains
Yeah, and getting back in his lane, his thing
First he had to find something to
stop was his block, it had the same cops
He walked right past the same spot where he was
Shocked, and some little tried to sell him rocks
It just felt weird, being on the
They figured that he wasn't from so they pulled out
And him with the same gun they shot him with
They put it to his head and said, scared, ain't cha?
He said, "hustler for death, no for a gangsta", and

This life goes you by
It go fast if you lie
You're born, you live, you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh
If goes passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
Making your
your dues
Chasing the