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 now my mind racing fast
got my up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash
if the police run up on me I stopping for their ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if they me Im goin to jail surely
Ill be to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I do is call once and shell be all ready
yeah buddy cant you im goin thru hell
I dont open 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 mouth but we aint flinching
they names aint even
I got dreams then your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet you seem 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 raining boy
f-ck an umbrella, banging outside boy
they guns dumb bell a
tired of telling n-ggas a cease rest 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 squeezing
out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
breathing slow man I
one day you tryna rent, next day you in jail
lord knows he well
so I the pencil and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the up on the windshield
welcome to where n-ggas on base
sh-t is looking an infield
high as a bill
you think, thats the reason why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until 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 more sayin
Cole the wrong one bringin the shine
All he ever is paintin pictures of crime
Tellin of pain, paintin pictures of dope
Bitch if you Im paintin 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
Worried about my mother and never my neighbors
To middle-class a backyard and my own room
To bein the only kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and my own rules
Was the streets hey ma Ill be home soon
Was out hos, was out hoopin
Them n-ggas wasnt but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the newest role model who dont how to fake this sh-t
sold 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 been gone you
But you aint gotta bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you would my pain
Girl I promise gon know our name
Aint seen you smile in
But I been dreamin you