Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J Cole - 1]
I hit the weed I myself the last time would be my last
I dont trust my own n-ggas now my mind fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint stopping for ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if they stop me Im goin to surely
Ill be to my brother 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 thru hell
I dont even open my
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 bigger your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet you seem so green
I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting 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
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging boy
they guns dumb bell a
of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace
we tired of only just a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing whats the reason
his daughter starving and she f-cking
so no wonder why he f-cking
they out here bussin leavin stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you a semen on a hoe
breathing slow man I
one day you tryna rent, next day you in jail
knows he meant well
so I take the pencil and write a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the up on the windshield
welcome to where n-ggas 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
the wrong one bringin the city shine
All he ever doin is paintin of crime
Tellin of pain, paintin pictures of dope
Bitch if you listen Im paintin pictures of
That boy in class because he broke
Hopin the day he wont be the butt of somebodys
See me; I lived it all from and trailer
Worried about my mother and never my neighbors
To middle-class with a backyard and my own
To bein the only kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and followed my own
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out hos, was out hoopin
Them n-ggas ballin but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the 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 so long, Ive been gone from you
But you aint gotta bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the of you would ease my pain
Girl I they gon know our name
Aint seen you smile in
But I been dreamin you