Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

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

Whoo uh uh cheyeah (young) cheyeah hahaha
I keep looking for I cant get
Broken hearts are all me
And I dont see an easy way to get out of
(turn the up turn the lights down Im in my zone)
3
(Feel my truth)
Speakers on the when no tears should fall
'cause he was on the block when those get off
See in my inner all we do is ball
we all got triangles on our wall
He is just rappin for the platinum yall
I recall 'cause Ive been there before
Four scores and 7 years ago the flow, paper war
I should fear no man, you dont me though
These words aint just to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My balls and my words is I have
Whatcha do to me Nigga, scars 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. holla back
(X4)