Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On the lines like the
Many would come if you pose off
my set, there ain't a nigga 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 know the is hot
Boo, watch 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 be back again

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

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

Lay down, these niggaz
Spray me or
We accurate
Blaze plus they ladies

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

Niggaz call me Jose, shootin the Artie
Benedict Arnold type, getting this rap
Still selling China White, Allah 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, don't 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 Pippens
was my favorite position

Until I it, dead 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 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 the basics
Invasion, me and Noreaga made men