Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my
I dont trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing
got my up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash
if the run up on me I aint stopping for their 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 back to bitches that Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and shell be all ready
buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell
I dont even my mail
Im in the with soap on the towel
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the they need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas they mouth but we aint flinching
they aint even mentioned
I got bigger then your whole team
You so broke but yet somehow 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
an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy
they guns dumb a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a rest in peace
we tired of only just a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing n-ggas the reason
his starving and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking
they out here bussin leavin n-ggas in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
breathing slow man I
one day you make rent, next day you in jail
knows he meant well
so I take the and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where on base
sh-t is looking an infield
high as a bill
what you think, thats the reason why ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch Ive been

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 bringin the city
All he doin is paintin pictures of crime
Tellin stories of pain, paintin pictures of
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 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 kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and followed my own
Was runnin the hey ma Ill be home soon
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet they was shootin
So the newest role model who dont know how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a 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 from you
But you aint worry bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you ease my pain
Girl I promise they gon our name
seen you smile in awhile
But I dreamin bout you