Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last would be my last
I dont trust my own n-ggas now my mind fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint stopping for ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if they stop me Im to jail surely
Ill be next to my brother in the cell no for me
man let me out send me back to bitches that smell (pretty)
and all I do is call once and shell be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell im thru hell
I dont open my mail
Im in the shower with soap on the
I need
bad all on the prowl they need Benzes
n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching
they names even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then your team
You n-ggas so but yet somehow you seem so green
I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting money

one for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
two for you
hey

[J Cole - 2]
Look kid, its raining boy
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging boy
they guns dumb a n-gga
of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace
we tired of having just a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing whats the reason
his daughter and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking
out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
slow man I inhale
one day you make rent, next day you in jail
lord knows he well
so I take the and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the tints up on the
welcome to sinville where on base
sh-t is like an infield
high as a bill
what you think, thats the reason why ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until are extinct, b-tch Ive been real

one for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
two for you
hey

3]
The more n-ggas
Cole the wrong one the city shine
All he ever doin is pictures of crime
Tellin stories of pain, paintin of dope
Bitch if you listen Im paintin pictures of
boy in class embarrassed because he broke
Hopin the day he wont be the butt of jokes
See me; I lived it all from and trailer
about my mother and never trustin my neighbors
To middle-class with a and my own room
To bein the only kid in my homeroom
academically and followed my own rules
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas wasnt but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the newest role model who dont how to fake this sh-t
sold a rock and look I made it bitch

One for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
and two for you
hey

Girl its been so long, Ive been gone you
But you aint gotta bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you would my pain
Girl I they gon know our name
Aint you smile in awhile
But I been bout you