Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told the last time would be my last
I dont my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the
if the police run up on me I stopping for their ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if stop me Im goin 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 gotta do is call once and shell be all
yeah buddy cant you im goin thru hell
I dont open my mail
Im in the shower soap on the towel
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we aint
names aint even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then your whole
You n-ggas so but yet somehow you seem so green
I guess its envy, with a penny now im getting plenty money

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

[J - Verse 2]
kid, its raining outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, banging outside boy
they dumb bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas a cease rest in peace
we of only having just a peace
and f-ck policing, they n-ggas whats the reason
his daughter starving and she freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking
they out here leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you a semen on a hoe
slow man I inhale
one day you tryna rent, next day you in jail
lord he meant well
so I take the pencil and write a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the tints up on the
welcome to where n-ggas on base
sh-t is like an infield
high as a bill
what you think, thats the why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch Ive 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 bringin the shine
All he ever doin is paintin of crime
Tellin stories of pain, paintin pictures of
Bitch if you listen Im paintin of hope
That boy in class embarrassed because he
Hopin the day he wont be the of somebodys jokes
See me; I lived it all dirt-poorin and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin my
To middle-class with a backyard and my own
To the only black kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and followed my own
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out hos, was out hoopin
n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the newest role model who dont know how to 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 gone from you
But you aint worry bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you would ease my
Girl I promise they gon our name
Aint you smile in awhile
But I been bout you