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 trust my own 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 they stop me Im goin to jail
Ill be to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call once and be all ready
yeah cant you tell im goin thru hell
I dont even my mail
Im in the shower with on the towel
I need
bad bitches all on the prowl they Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we aint
they names aint even
I got dreams then your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so
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 n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace
we tired of only having a peace
and f-ck policing, killing n-ggas whats the reason
his daughter starving and she f-cking
so no why he f-cking squeezing
they out here bussin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you a semen on a hoe
slow man I inhale
one day you tryna make rent, day you in jail
knows he meant well
so I take the and write like a pen pal
Some shit darker than the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where on base
sh-t is looking like an
high as a Sprint
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 is paintin pictures of crime
Tellin stories of pain, paintin of dope
Bitch if you listen Im pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed because he
Hopin the day he wont be the butt of somebodys
See me; I lived it all dirt-poorin and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin my
To middle-class with a and my own room
To bein the only black kid in my
academically and followed my own rules
Was runnin the hey ma Ill be home soon
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas ballin but yet they was foul shootin
So the newest role model who dont know how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a rock and look I made it

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 worry bout the I do
Its hard but the thought of you ease my pain
Girl I they gon know our name
Aint seen you in awhile
But I been bout you