Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J Cole - 1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last time be my last
I dont trust my own n-ggas now my racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the police run up on me I stopping for their ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if they stop me Im goin to surely
Ill be to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches that Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and shell be all ready
yeah buddy you tell im goin thru hell
I even open my mail
Im in the shower soap on the towel
I cleansing
bad all on the prowl they need Benzes
n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching
they names aint mentioned
I got dreams then your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet 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]
Look kid, its raining boy
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas outside boy
guns dumb bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a rest in peace
we tired of only having a peace
and policing, they killing n-ggas whats the reason
his starving and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he squeezing
they out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
breathing man I inhale
one day you make rent, next day you in jail
lord he meant well
so I take the pencil and like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where on base
is looking like an infield
high as a bill
what you think, the reason 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 n-ggas sayin
the wrong one bringin the city shine
All he ever is paintin pictures of crime
Tellin stories of pain, paintin pictures of
Bitch if you listen Im paintin of hope
That boy in class because he broke
Hopin the day he wont be the butt of somebodys
See me; I lived it all from dirt-poorin and
Worried about my mother and never my neighbors
To middle-class with a backyard and my own
To the only black kid in my homeroom
academically and followed my own rules
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be soon
Was out hos, was out hoopin
Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet they was foul
So meet the newest role model who dont know how to fake sh-t
Never 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 gotta worry the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you ease my pain
Girl I promise gon know our name
Aint seen you smile in
But I been dreamin you