Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving - Nature

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

Throwing gang signs like sign language
Distinguish us the others
Kidnap your baby,
Bringing drama to the covers

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

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

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

But beef now, keep it short
brief now
Strike vigorous, no of missing 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 dark
We lay you in the sand

On the lines the Internet
would come if you would pose off
Against my set, there a nigga yet
Smoke so much, niggaz say I need
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 don't
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

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

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

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

I woulda 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, like it's framed in light

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

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

I'm leaving, sweetie 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 I'll be back again

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

I switched it, dead shit, got on some head shit
Headed in the direction up in the Sheraton
QB to LA, still my medicine
For those lost in the up north or deceased
For those struggling, to eat

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