Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I myself the last time would be my last
I dont my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the run up on me I aint stopping for their ass
boy you know my Ls if they stop me Im goin to jail surely
Ill be next to my brother in the cell no for me
man let me out me back to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call once and shell be all
yeah buddy cant you tell im goin hell
I even open my mail
Im in the shower with on the towel
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl they Benzes
p-ssy running they mouth but we aint flinching
names aint even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet you seem so green
I guess its envy, started with a 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 outside boy
an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy
they 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, killing n-ggas whats the reason
his daughter and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking
out here bussin leavin 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, next day you in
lord knows he well
so I take the pencil and like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where on base
sh-t is like 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 the city shine
All he ever doin is paintin pictures of
Tellin of pain, paintin pictures of dope
if you listen Im paintin pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed he broke
Hopin the day he be the butt of somebodys jokes
See me; I lived it all dirt-poorin and trailer
Worried about my mother and trustin my neighbors
To with a backyard and my own room
To bein the only black kid in my
academically and followed my own rules
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out hos, was out hoopin
Them wasnt ballin but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the newest model who dont know how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a rock and 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 aint worry bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the of you would ease my pain
I promise they gon know our name
Aint seen you in awhile
But I dreamin bout you