Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[Verse 1:
Ugh, around glass, my future is in the past
I'm re-arranging my life, I'm single and now I
All of the moments we had, and just the end
At the end, still ain't friends, heard I was on your hit
Damn, now I'm driving Ferrarris random bitches
People saying I made it but I don't too different
Wayne told me, "Close your eyes, they'll see your vision"
So I stay to die behind these Biggie lenses
Audemars/Breguet shit
Just left the hood, word to the 5th
Bout to cop a G, the roof like Diddy
And my city color nigga, no Celie
It take time you plotting on the beat
I kill it, I bet I it, producer witness to see
Bitches stand on their feet, get out your seat
Got that Lil B, sting a bitch: Ali
Comparing rappers, but my songs greater
compare me to dope dealers and ballplayers
Cause I'm a ass nigga and I ball player
Never save a hoe, can't even get a Saver
She gon fuck our way to the top and later
So I'mma her, never call her later
Ugh, Skinny nigga got my up
Middle finger to my haters, why you We erase em
I'm gone!

Middle to my haters, mufucka why you hating? I'm gone
I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, I'm gone
Leave the beat shit alone, leave the at home, I'm gone
Even I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone
2: Tyga]
She fuckin with me, these niggas fuckin with me
Got my mind on my money, my piling up hundreds
You say you did it, I it
You old nigga, I'm
You fold up pressure
I'm good in the stretches, Ugh
Bitches pecking my wood: chuckka chuckka
Never 2 fucks: double rubbers
Now your color your face to a red gusher
And your girl stick it to me like a car
depended on anyone co-dependent
Kept my thoughts to myself, I need opinions
No mans, in the middle of my sands
Niggas thing they sweet, they can't pay their incidentals
I'm detrimental on any
I ain't pulling teeth, nigga hide your pillow
Chew these to the fucking grizzle
Bad to the bone, red zippers, Mike Jizzle, Nigga
x2]
Middle finger to my haters, mufucka why you hating? I'm
I ain't really do it but I did it to em, nigga I'm gone
Leave the beat shit alone, the bullshit at home, I'm gone
Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta it real, I'm gone
Sean]
Big, Famous in this..
I say, fuck sleep up
you, pay up
Always got the
Never a pay cut
will be worth all the broke nights I stayed up
So in my cup I'm mixing up whatever are made of
Not too many G's made of what I am
So I was waiting on a man, patient as I am
I guess the young made it into a man
girls half-naked around like we finna land the sand
Red-eyes to Rome and connecting to France
With some bomb-ass pussy, that came straight from Iran
My jewelry made in Japan, I'm off California
And where I made my ha Nigga, all of the above
I could count my circle on my hands and my feet
Passing long as a branch cause it's family tree
Doing "kush-ups" man cause the weed too
I'm a G + 1 what's that That's gone
Said I'm a G + 1 what's muthafuck? That's gone