Luyện nghe bài hát Gone

But it's too late, it's too
He

You sweat her, and I talkin' 'bout a Coogi
You a big L, and I ain't 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at 20 Louis
Treat me like the Prince and this my sweet Numpsay
Brother Numpsay! Groupies too choosy
Take 'em to the and talk all through the movies
Says she want diamonds, I her to Ruby Tuesdays
If we up in Friday's, I still it my way

Too late, we gone, we strivin'
Gone, we on chrome
It's too

Y'all don't want no prob me
you rappers could get is a job from me
Maybe you could be my intern, and in
show you how I cook up summer, in the winter
Aaron the raw dog, when will he learn
Caught on the Usher tour he had to "Let it Burn"
Plus he got three chil'run
over babysitters like, "Bitch, it's yo' turn!"
Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to you
Even your superficial is super official
pastel with Gucci on
With in the ride, throw a movie on
he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie long
Cause the dookie's on any song that threw me on, gone

We strivin home,
I on chrome
We strivin' home,
Killa, I on chrome

Knock knock, there
Cam, Killa who
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla
Oh my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt a dealer
here's the deal ma we goin' to the dealer
No concealin', no ceiling I need a roof
Act up, get out, I don't need you
Poof, be gone, damn tough dag
Dag, niggas still doin' puff pass
Pull the truck up fast and I 'em
Hey, back in a touched up Jag,
Y'all niggas want Cam, cerebellum
An old man goin' tell 'em (Too late, he, gone)
Then I see how gonna react when I'm (Gone)
My last want me back then I'm on
stay, you got the grind hey
Came back, what the sign say (Too late, he, gone)
Yes I know you to see my demise
Yeah you church boy like a thief in disguise
Ain't my side, see the greed in my eyes
Ask Abby y'all for a week to the Chi, shit
And ain't leavin' alive, please believe me
Gave a piece of the pie, and
You can ask George or
The whole Westside I explore with the now

We strivin' home, I ride on
Listen homeboy on
That's your best bet, that

I been pourin' out some liquor for the fact that my gone
And to help his momma with the fact that her child gone
And since we used to bubble like a tub of Calgon
Guess it's only that I should help her from now on
But since they got a on, what coulda' gone wrong
Now they askin' Cons, how has this gone on
And maybe all this money mighta' gone to my
Cause they got me thinkin' money mighta' to the feds
So I ain't to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed
And when I came the next mornin' he was with my bread
And with that said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the spots where they go to get drinks
But back now shoulda' gone to the crib
And rented "Gone With the Wind," I'da gone about 10
But I had gone my friend, and we had gone to the bar
And heard a nigga shit so I had gone to the car
And now the judge is tellin' me that I had too far
And now we gone for 20 years, time behind bars
And since I gone to a cell for some crimes
I guess I gone to the well one too times, cause I'm gone

I'm
Ahead of my time, sometimes out
So the powers that be won't let me get my out
And that me want to get my advance out
And move to and just live at my Aunt's house
Yeah, I romance the of leavin' it all behind
Kanye step away the limelight, like, when I was on the grind
In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine"
Before, chicks was bendin' over or
Dealerships asked me or Rover, man
If I could get one beat on Hova
We could get up off cheap-ass sofa
What the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18 old
Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta gyro
My dog at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural-fied
A later the manager count the churros
Sometimes I can't believe it when I up in the mirror
How we out in Europe, Euros
They claim you never know what you got 'til it's
I know I got it, I don't what y'all on
I'ma open up a store for aspiring
Won't 'em no dream, but the inspiration is free
But if they ever flip sides like
You'll sell everything the mannequin
got a new bitch now you Jennifer Aniston
Hold on I'll handle it, don't start panickin', calm
Shorty's at the door cause need more
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they
They said Mr. West is gone