Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leaving - Nature

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm
Baby, go
I know the is hot
Boo, I'll your 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 can't
And think that I'll be back again

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

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

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

I woulda never thought we'd ever get 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, glistens like it's in light

Niggaz me Jose, shootin the Artie 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, don't 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 that be back again

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

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

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