Luyện nghe bài hát Gone

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

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

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

don't want no prob from me
What you could get is a job from me
you could be my intern, and in turn
I'll you how I cook up summer, in the winter
Aaron love the raw dog, when will he
Caught somethin' on the tour he had to "Let it Burn"
Plus he already got three
Arguin' over babysitters like, "Bitch, yo' turn!"
Damn 'Ye, be stupid to ditch you
Even your raps is super official
pastel with Gucci on
With in the ride, throw a movie 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 ride on

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

We strivin' home, I on chrome
Listen move on
That's your bet, why's that

I been pourin' out some liquor for the fact that my pal's
And tryin' to help his with the fact that her child gone
And since we to bubble like a tub full of Calgon
Guess it's only right I should help her from now on
But since they got a foul on, what coulda' gone
Now they askin' Cons, how has this gone on
And all this money mighta' gone to my head
Cause they got me thinkin' money gone to the feds
So I goin' to the dread, but he'll go on up to bed
And when I came the mornin' he was gone with my bread
And that bein' said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the where they go to get mixed drinks
But lookin' back now shoulda' gone to the
And rented "Gone With the Wind," cause I'da about 10
But I had gone my friend, and we had gone to the bar
And a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car
And now the is tellin' 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 petty crimes
I guess I gone to the one too many times, cause I'm gone

I'm
Ahead of my time, years out
So the powers that be let me get my ideas out
And that make me to get my advance out
And move to Oklahoma and just at my Aunt's house
Yeah, I romance the of leavin' it all behind
step away from the limelight, like, when I was on the grind
In the "One, Nine, Nine, Nine"
Before, model was bendin' over or
Dealerships me Benz or Rover, man
If I could get one beat on Hova
We could get up off this sofa
What the of the Chi got to offer an 18 year old
Sell or get a job, you gotta play gyro
My dog worked at Bell, hooked us up plural-fied
A week later the count the churros
I can't believe it when I look up in the mirror
How we out in Europe, spendin'
They claim you know what you got 'til it's gone
I know I got it, I don't know what on
I'ma open up a store for aspiring
Won't sell 'em no dream, but the inspiration is
But if they ever flip like Anakin
You'll everything 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 need
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they
They said sorry Mr. West is