Luyện nghe bài hát Cool

He came back in the same suit that he was in
to the one his grandfather was married in
Yes, he was fresh to death
Bling, two earrings, a chain on his chest
He still had it 'cause they find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat like two behind it
Smell the Hennessey where his niggas got reminded
And out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it
But, he sip it fast enough
So the liquor was just the casket up
Floating down by his was the letter from his sister
handwriting, simply read, I miss you
Suit-jacket held his baby daughter's picture
next to it, one of his men stuck 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 go fast 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
your moves
Paying your
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 when he couldn't dirt-spit, he swallowed it, like a
reverse archaeologist
Except, his buried treasure was
So when some through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made son
He grabbed onto some and climbed
Pulled himself up out of his own grave, and at the time
On the watch that had stopped six months the shots
That had got him in the box, ringing Henney out his
He figured it was hours, because he older
Used some flowers to brush the up off his shoulder, so
With a hand that was all bones
And no reason to stay, he decided to home, so he?

This life passing you by
It go fast 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
your dues
Chasing the

He for some change, to get him on the train
that nigga stank, is what they complained
Tried to light the blunt but it into flames
Caught the reflection in the window of 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, his thing
First he had to something to sling
Next was his block, it had the same cops
He walked right past the same where he was shot
Shocked, and some niggas tried to sell him rocks
It just weird, being on the opposite
They figured that he wasn't from there so they out
And robbed him with the same gun they shot him
put it to his head and said, you're scared, ain't cha?
He said, "hustler for death, no for a gangsta", and

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