Luyện nghe bài hát Gone

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

You sweat her, and I ain't talkin' a Coogi
You a big L, and I talkin 'bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at 20 Louis
Treat me the Prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay
Brother Numpsay! sound too choosy
Take 'em to the show and talk all through the
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
too late

Y'all don't want no prob me
What you could get is a job from me
you could be my intern, and in turn
I'll show you how I cook up summer, in the
Aaron love the raw dog, when will he
Caught somethin' on the tour he had to "Let it Burn"
he already got three chil'run
Arguin' over like, "Bitch, it's yo' turn!"
Damn 'Ye, it'd be stupid to you
your superficial raps is super official
Are-are-are-Roc pastel Gucci on
With TV's in the ride, a movie on
Said he couldn't rap now he at the top with doobie
Cause the dookie's on any song that they me on, gone

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

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

We home, I ride on chrome
Listen move on
That's your best bet, why's

I been pourin' out some liquor for the fact that my gone
And tryin' to help his momma with the that her child gone
And since we to bubble like a tub full 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 Cons, how long 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 goin' to the dread, but go on up to bed
And I came the next mornin' he was gone with my bread
And with that bein' said, I had on my instincts
And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed
But back now shoulda' gone to the crib
And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause gone about 10
But I had gone my friend, and we had gone to the bar
And heard a nigga talkin 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, doin' time behind
And since I gone to a for some petty crimes
I guess I gone to the well one too times, cause I'm gone

I'm
Ahead of my time, years out
So the powers be won't let me get my ideas out
And that make me want to get my out
And move to Oklahoma and just at my Aunt's house
Yeah, I romance the thought of it all behind
Kanye step away the limelight, like, when I was on the grind
In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine"
Before, model chicks was bendin' or
Dealerships asked me or Rover, man
If I could just get one on Hova
We could get up off this 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 week later the manager count the
Sometimes I can't believe it when I look up in the
How we out in Europe, spendin'
They claim you never what you got 'til it's gone
I know I got it, I don't know what on
open up a store for aspiring MC's
Won't sell 'em no dream, but the is free
But if they 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 panickin', stay calm
Shorty's at the door cause they need
for they life, they souls, and they songs
They said sorry Mr. West is