Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told the last time would be my last
I trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing 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 goin to jail
Ill be next to my in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is once and shell be all ready
buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell
I dont open my mail
Im in the shower with soap on the
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the they need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they but we aint flinching
they names even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then your whole
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you so green
I its envy, started 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 Cole - 2]
Look kid, its outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging boy
they dumb bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease in peace
we tired of only having just a
and f-ck policing, killing n-ggas whats the reason
his daughter starving and she freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking
they out here bussin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
breathing man I inhale
one day you tryna make rent, day you in jail
knows he meant well
so I take the pencil and write a pen pal
Some thats darker than 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, thats the why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas they 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 n-ggas sayin
Cole the wrong one the city shine
All he ever doin is paintin pictures of
Tellin stories of pain, paintin of dope
if you listen Im paintin pictures of hope
That boy in embarrassed because he broke
Hopin the day he wont be the of somebodys jokes
See me; I lived it all from and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin my
To middle-class a backyard and my own room
To bein the only black kid in my
gifted and followed my own rules
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be soon
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas wasnt but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the newest model who dont know how to fake this 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 so long, Ive been gone from you
But you gotta worry bout the thangs I do
Its but the thought of you would ease my pain
Girl I promise they gon our name
Aint you smile in awhile
But I dreamin bout you