Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving

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

Throwing gang signs like it's language
Distinguish us from the
Kidnap baby, mothers
drama to the deep covers

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

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

Thinking that it been
Saw us from we first did
we did
Now we twist another wig, a mother another kid

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

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

On the lines the Internet
Many come if you would pose off
Against my set, there a nigga yet
Smoke so much, say I need 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, don't leave
I need you to stay me, come on
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh huh, uh, uh

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

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

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

Lay down, watch these
me or maybe
We accurate
Blaze plus they ladies

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

call me Jose, shootin the Artie Clay
Benedict Arnold type, getting this rap
Still selling China White, either or Christ
Married to marijuana, now my niggaz write
(Still ice, still this life)

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

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

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

You got the to say that Nature's slipping?
The vision, bald-head kid
Cartier frames, the latest
was my favorite 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 those lost in the streets up north or
For those struggling, to eat

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