Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving

Yo, Nori know and Nori know that
Yo but Nori gat, why
'Cause Nori dat
make you famous

Throwing gang signs it's sign language
us from the others
Kidnap your baby,
Bringing drama to the covers

Salute G, you down like a Lucie
Jose lay with a gold Uzi
Italy, Africa and Sicily
Niggaz sissy see

Pointing and missing me
Yo son, on son
Hey, yo, there's in the hood again
Niggaz came with hoods

that it woulda been
Saw us from what we did
we did
Now we twist wig, a mother lose another kid

But it's beef now, it short
brief now
Strike vigorous, no intentions of it
They the message or example, whatever

Set it up, man on man
Only to score we the plan
Quickly why you ran in this dark land
We lay you down in the

On the lines like the
Many would come if you pose off
Against my set, there ain't a yet
Smoke so much, say I need nicarette
You say but you used to say cigarette
Nine-oh, a new religion, a new

I'm
Baby, go
I know the is hot
Boo, I'll your spot

I'm leaving, sweetie leave
I need you to with me, come on
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh huh, uh, uh

I'm
Boo, I can't
And don't think that I'll be back

It's like a bad dream and I can't up, mouth caked up
these cats is fake fucks and it ain't right
With no love, them ain't tight
Son we used to pop and slugs the same night

Hey, yo, left me
Right hand damaged and I ain't
Couldn't bust when I's to pull
I'm supposed to do?

Lay down, watch these
Spray me or
We strike
Blaze them plus ladies

I woulda never thought we'd ever get in this way of life
Prosecution, if you violate a player's rights, say it
Nature to be engraved in ice
Hanging off my neck, glistens like framed in light

Niggaz call me Jose, the Artie Clay
Benedict Arnold type, getting this rap
Still selling China White, either or Christ
to marijuana, now my niggaz don't write
(Still ice, living this life)

I'm
Baby, go
I know the is hot
Boo, I'll watch your

I'm leaving, don't leave
I need you to stay with me, on
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh huh, uh, uh

I'm
Boo, I can't
And don't think that be back again

You got the nerve to say that slipping?
The greatest vision, kid
Cartier frames, the Pippens
Doggystyle was my position

Until I switched it, shit, got on some head shit
Headed in the wrong up in the Sheraton
QB to LA, still my medicine
For lost in the streets up north or deceased
For struggling, unfortunate to eat

I dedicate this, tell me right now how do you rate
Whatever happened to the mule and the 40
It's outrageous, the way the God the basics
Invasion, me and Firm made men