Luyện nghe bài hát Gone

God never put you in a situation that you can't handle
But you can definitely put ya self in a situation you can't handle
And situations end in death
And is a mothafucka, ya dig

Old want the block back, stop that
You been gone too long the young nigga
Lord knows, what's goin' through this young niggaz
As the old timer and grilled him

Pissed off, looked at his man
Touched his like I shoulda killed him
in deep but he don't care
But he don't know these old don't play fair

There he go, posted on his again
Toast on him, with 'em, posted on his shit again
He like it can't and it won't happen
Old 'bout to blow dust off that old cabinet

That's, that's, that's, where dem guns was
These niggaz better show some respect
"I'll teach 'em a lesson", he to his self
As he proceeded to pull the lead his shelf

Now he headed towards shorty block, cocked
On his zip, on his shit, like he don't who shorty with
But somebody saw him, he go to shorty
phone ring, somebody called him

Somebody warned him, "He's comin', comin"
replied, "Somebody stall him"
Then he crept up wit his and guns
Whispered in to old ear, death is soon to come

They say hell is hot but is cold
one ever knows till you gone, gone, gone
And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better
Or do you just forever fade away, away, away,

Like a bird when headed towards the sky
Or do you die
Or do you just from the earth and if so why, why

Baddest up on the block
Prolly make a nigga cum when as as she get up on the cock
She fuck with don't she
Oh he's, not ya average dealer, fa sho he's

Being watched by police,
Investigators, oh, can't forget the
girl ain't got a clue what he do for a livin'
She just think she got a with a pension

She know dis dude is a henchman
And he on dudes with the cruelest intensions
All she know she got a new Benz
And it's big enough for her and all her new friends

There she go all through the with it
Dude in and outta town, she all the street with it
We all know the street talk, we all know the street
Next thing missin'

Hello, ay nigga I got yo bitch, have a sent up or she dead
Damn, she in deep shit and she did
I betchu she ain't see dis but he did
'Cause he did nothin', he pay

He told 'em dat bitch, he okay
He got a and a kid, back home
And he don't care about the life she live

Now that's
But the story ain't over it on
wind up beating her down
Breathless, he winds up the town to the next bitch

say hell is hot but is heaven cold
Know one ever knows you gone, gone, gone
And when you gone does ya soul drift off to a better
Or do you forever fade away, away, away, away

Like a bird when it's headed the sky
Or do you die
Or do you just perish from the and if so why, why

And um, I say to say this
A lotta people don't appreciate life they gone
I mean, a lotta can be avoided
You gotta avoid it, ya dig

are just a few stories
There's a lot more where that came
Just don't be one of people I'm talkin' 'bout, ya know