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 fresh to death
Bling, two earrings, a chain on his chest
He still had it 'cause couldn't find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat like two behind it
Smell the Hennessey from where his niggas got
And poured out liquor in his memory, he mind it
But, he couldn't sip it fast
So the liquor was filling the casket up
Floating down by his feet was the letter his sister
Second-grade handwriting, simply read, I you
Suit-jacket held his baby daughter's picture
Right next to it, one of his men a swisha
He had a notion as he lay there
He saw that the was broken, he kicked 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 life passing you by
cry
If breaking the rules
your moves
Paying dues
the cool

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

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

He begged for some change, to get him on the
Damn that nigga stank, is what they
Tried to light the but it burst into flames
Caught the in the window of what he became
A look, was he shook, was it the shame?
Matter of fact, the thing on his brain was brains
Yeah, and getting back in his lane, doing his
First he had to find to sling
Next stop was his block, it had the cops
He right past the same spot where he was shot
Shocked, and some niggas tried to sell him rocks
It just felt weird, being on the
They figured that he wasn't from there so they out
And robbed him with the same gun they him with
put it to his head and said, you're 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 goes you by
cry
If you're the rules
Making your
Paying dues
Chasing the