Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J Cole - 1]
I hit the weed I myself the last time would be my last
I dont trust my own n-ggas now my 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 my Ls dirty if they 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 and shell be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell im goin thru
I dont even open my
Im in the shower soap on the towel
I cleansing
bad all on the prowl they need Benzes
p-ssy running they mouth but we aint flinching
they aint even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet you seem so green
I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting plenty

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 outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, banging outside boy
they guns bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease in peace
we of only having just a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing whats the reason
his daughter starving and she f-cking
so no wonder why he squeezing
they out bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
wet you like a semen on a hoe
breathing slow man I
one day you make rent, next day you in jail
lord he meant well
so I take the pencil and write a pen pal
Some shit thats darker the tints up on the windshield
welcome to where n-ggas on base
sh-t is like an infield
high as a Sprint
what you think, the reason why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, 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 bringin the shine
All he ever doin is paintin of crime
stories of pain, paintin pictures of dope
Bitch if you Im paintin pictures of hope
boy in class embarrassed 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 and never trustin my neighbors
To middle-class a backyard and my own room
To bein the only black kid in my
academically gifted and followed my own
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet was foul shootin
So meet the newest role model who dont how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a rock and look I 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 from you
But you aint gotta bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you would ease my
Girl I promise gon know our name
Aint seen you smile in
But I been bout you