Luyện nghe bài hát Cool

He came in the same suit that he was buried in
Similar to the one his was married in
Yes, he was still to death
Bling, two earrings, a laying on his chest
He still had it they couldn't find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat like two behind it
Smell the from where his niggas got reminded
And poured out in his memory, he didn't mind it
But, he sip it fast enough
So the was just filling the casket up
Floating by his feet was the letter from his sister
Second-grade handwriting, read, I miss you
Suit-jacket pocket held his baby picture
Right next to it, one of his men a swisha
He had a as he lay there soaking
He saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his 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 life passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
Making your
Paying dues
the cool

Not at all nervous as he dug to the
Tarnished gold chain is he loosened up the earth with
He used his as a shovel to try and hollow it
And when he couldn't dirt-spit, he it, working like a
Hmmm reverse
Except, his buried treasure was
So when some shined through a that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost son blind
He grabbed some grass and climbed
Pulled up out of his own grave, and looked at the time
On the watch that had six months after the shots
That had got him in the box, Henney out his socks
He figured it was hours, because he wasn't
Used some to brush the dirt up off his shoulder, so
With a right hand that was all
And no to stay, he decided to walk home, so he?

life 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 you're breaking the
Making your
Paying dues
Chasing the

He begged for change, to get him on the train
Damn that nigga stank, is what complained
Tried to light the blunt but it burst into
Caught the in the window of what he became
A look, was he shook, was it the shame?
Matter of fact, the only thing on his was brains
Yeah, and getting back in his lane, doing his
First he had to something to sling
Next stop was his block, it had the same
He walked past the same spot where he was shot
Shocked, and some little tried to sell him rocks
It just weird, being on the opposite
figured that he wasn't from there so they pulled out
And robbed him 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 goes passing 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
your moves
Paying your
Chasing the