Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving

Yo, Nori this and Nori know that
Yo but Nori gat, why
'Cause Nori dat
Iraq'll make you

gang signs like it's sign language
Distinguish us the others
Kidnap baby, mothers
Bringing drama to the deep

Salute G, you down like a Lucie
probably lay with a gold Uzi
Crunk Italy, and Sicily
Niggaz acting see

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

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

But beef now, keep it short
Real now
vigorous, no intentions of missing it
They sent the message or example,

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

I'm
Baby, go
I the block is hot
Boo, I'll watch spot

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

I'm
Boo, I understand
And don't think that I'll be again

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

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

Lay down, these niggaz
me or maybe
We strike
them plus they ladies

I woulda thought we'd ever get caught in this way of life
Prosecution, if you a player's rights, say it twice
Nature to be engraved in ice
Hanging off my neck, glistens like it's in light

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

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

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

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

You got the nerve to say Nature's slipping?
The greatest vision, kid
Cartier frames, the latest
was my favorite position

Until I it, dead shit, got on some head shit
Headed in the wrong direction up in the
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
happened to the mule and the 40 acres
It's outrageous, the way the God finesse the
Invasion, me and Noreaga Firm men