Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 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 aint for their ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if stop me Im goin to jail surely
Ill be next to my in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call once and be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell im goin hell
I dont even my mail
Im in the shower with soap on the
I need
bad bitches all on the prowl need Benzes
n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching
they names aint even
I got dreams bigger then your team
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you so green
I guess its envy, started with a penny now im 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 outside boy
guns dumb bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas a cease rest in peace
we tired of only having a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing n-ggas 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
wet you like a semen on a hoe
breathing slow man I
one day you tryna make rent, day you in jail
lord knows he meant
so I take the pencil and write a pen pal
shit thats darker than the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where n-ggas on
is looking like an infield
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 n-ggas sayin
Cole the wrong one the city shine
All he ever doin is pictures of crime
Tellin of pain, paintin pictures of dope
Bitch if you listen Im pictures of hope
That boy in class because he broke
Hopin the day he wont be the butt of somebodys
See me; I it all from dirt-poorin and trailer
about my mother and never trustin my neighbors
To middle-class with a 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 role model who 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 bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you would ease my
Girl I promise they gon our name
seen you smile in awhile
But I dreamin bout you