Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

Oh I, I died in your arms tonight
It mustve something you said
I just died in arms tonight (X3)
1
Pop died, didnt cry, didnt know him that
Between him doin and me doin crack sales
Put that in an egg shell, at the tabaknaco
Rather the church, to be hurt
Wouldnt work, so a smirk was all on my
Like damn mans face is just like my face
So Pop I forgive you for all the shit I lived through
It wasnt all your hommie, you got caught
And to pen game, a fault
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 place in heaven to the next time we meet
(X3)
2
(Feel my truth)
Music business me 'cause the industry aint make me
Hustlers and boozers embrace me in the I be makin
I down from a audience to double my dollas
criticize me for all yet they all yell holla
The hold truth be told
I probably be lyrically Kweli
Truthfully I to rhyme like common sense
(but I did 5 mil) I aint rhymin like common since
When you sense got that much in common And youve been hustlin
Your in for what perception, go with what makes sense
Since I know Im up against
We as rappers must whats most Important
And I help the poor if Im one of them
So I got rich and back, to me thats the win win
So next time you see the hommie and his rims
Just know that my mind is working just them
(X2)

Whoo uh cheyeah uh (young) cheyeah hahaha
I keep looking for I cant get
Broken 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 no tears should fall
'cause he was on the when those squares get off
See in my inner circle all we do is
Till we all got on our wall
He is rappin for the platinum yall record
I recall 'cause Ive really there before
Four scores and 7 years ago the flow, paper war
I should fear no man, you hear me though
words aint just here to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My balls and my is alls I have
Whatcha gonna do to me Nigga, scars or
Whatcha gonna box me hommie, I can your jab
shots couldnt touch me, thank god for that
Im enough to carry Biggie Smalls on my back
And the B.K. nigga holla back
(X4)