Luyện nghe bài hát Gone

But it's too late, too late
He

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

Too late, we gone, we home
Gone, we ride on
too late

Y'all don't no prob from me
What you could get is a job from me
Maybe you be my intern, and in turn
show you how I cook up summer, in the winter
Aaron love the raw dog, when will he
somethin' 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 to ditch you
Even your raps is super official
Are-are-are-Roc pastel with on
With TV's in the ride, throw a on
Said he couldn't rap now he at the top doobie long
Cause the dookie's on any song that threw me on, gone

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

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

We home, I ride on chrome
Listen homeboy on
your best bet, why's that

I been pourin' out some liquor for the fact my pal's gone
And tryin' to help his 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 got a foul on, what coulda' gone wrong
Now they askin' Cons, how long has this on
And maybe all this money mighta' gone to my
Cause they got me thinkin' mighta' gone to the feds
So I goin' to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed
And when I came the next mornin' he was gone my bread
And that bein' said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the spots where go to get mixed drinks
But lookin' back now shoulda' gone to the
And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da gone 10
But I had gone with my friend, and we had to the bar
And heard a talkin shit so I had gone to the car
And now the judge is me that I had gone too far
And now we gone for 20 years, doin' time behind
And since I gone to a cell for some petty
I guess I gone to the well one too many times, cause I'm

I'm
Ahead of my time, years out
So the that be won't let me get my ideas out
And that me want to get my advance out
And to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt's house
Yeah, I the thought of leavin' it all behind
Kanye away from the limelight, like, when I was on the grind
In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine"
Before, model chicks was bendin' or
Dealerships me Benz or Rover, man
If I could just get one beat on
We could get up off this sofa
the summer of the Chi got to offer an 18 year old
Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta gyro
My dog worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up
A week later the manager the churros
Sometimes I can't it when I look 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 ever flip sides like Anakin
You'll sell includin' 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 they more
Inspiration for they life, souls, and they songs
They sorry Mr. West is gone