Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

Oh I, I just died in your arms
It mustve been you said
I just died in your tonight (X3)
1
Pop died, didnt cry, know him that well
Between him doin heroin and me crack sales
Put that in an egg shell, standin at the
Rather the church, pretendin to be
Wouldnt work, so a was all on my face
Like damn mans face is just like my face
So Pop I forgive you for all the shit that I through
It all your fault hommie, you got caught
And to this pen game, a
That Uncle Ray Lost, My big and so many others I saw
Im just glad we got to see each other, and remeet each other
Save a in heaven to the next time we meet foreva-eva
(X3)
2
(Feel my truth)
Music business hate me 'cause the industry aint me
Hustlers and boozers me in the music I be makin
I dumbed from a audience to double my dollas
They criticize me for all yet they all yell
The skillz hold be told
I probably be lyrically Talib
I wanted to rhyme like common sense
(but I did 5 mil) I aint been like common since
When you sense got that much in common And youve been hustlin
Your in ception for what perception, go what makes sense
Since I know what Im up
We as rappers must decide whats most
And I help the poor if Im one of them
So I got rich and gave back, to me the win win
So next you see the hommie and his rims spin
Just know that my is working just like them
(X2)

Whoo uh cheyeah uh (young) cheyeah hahaha
I keep looking for I cant get
hearts are all around me
And I dont see an way to get out of this
(turn the music up turn the down Im in my zone)
3
(Feel my truth)
Speakers on the tears when no tears fall
'cause he was on the block when those get off
See in my circle all we do is ball
Till we all got on our wall
He is just rappin for the platinum record
I recall Ive really been there before
Four scores and 7 ago the papers flow, paper war
I should fear no man, you dont hear me
These words aint just to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My balls and my words is I have
Whatcha gonna do to me Nigga, or scab
gonna box me hommie, I can dodge your jab
Three shots couldnt touch me, thank god for
Im strong enough to carry Biggie on my back
And the whole B.K. nigga back
(X4)