Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving - Nature

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

Throwing gang like it's sign language
Distinguish us from the
Kidnap your baby,
Bringing to the deep covers

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

Pointing guns and me
Yo son, on son
Hey, yo, beef in the hood again
came with hoods again

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

But it's now, keep 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 apply the
explain why you ran in this dark land
We lay you down in the

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

I'm
Baby, go
I the block 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 understand
And think that I'll be back again

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

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

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

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

Niggaz call me Jose, shootin the Artie
Arnold type, getting this rap loot
Still selling China White, 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, don't leave
I need you to stay with me, on
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh huh, uh, uh

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

You got the to say that Nature's slipping?
The vision, bald-head kid
Cartier frames, the latest
Doggystyle was my position

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

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