Luyện nghe bài hát Killers

[J. - Verse 1]
Momma I killed a man
My body still trembling can you my hand
Don't shed no tears, it won't be long before they find out it was me
may be the last time you see me free ma
Don't spend it
You did your best, me I was blessed, you were stressed tryin'
To me out the streets, me ducking police
Tryin' not to make a peek to wake you up out sleep
A drunk and high
Skip a class, fluncking school
I you taught me better, somehow I never learned
Said I was playing fire, somehoe I never burned
You tried to set me straight, somehow I permed
You tried to show me right but somehow I never
Lost in a cloud of marijuana, are you dummy
Dry your face mommy, your not to for me
See I'm a man, I take whatever came for me
At times I wonder my father
Would it for me if he was around?
Would I still be running round the lowlife's
Bum ass n-ggas no jobs, no
Seen them killed for no price
I watched his flash before his eyes like a strobe light
I the trigger momma
Tryna be hard, I aint mean to kill the momma
But done is done
I'm on the run, I live my life a movie now it's way too realer
Who woulda thought your baby boy woulda up to be a killer

Yeh, now I'm a
Guess I'm a
They got me in here with the
Yeah I the killers

[J. Cole - 2]
I wonder whats in for me
been stressing, pray for blessings, hope that there's more for me
Than just a simple
N-ggas that I used to hoop with is doing triple
up the jump shot
Work on the shot
Who woulda thought I used to block n-ggas lay ups
Now he's in a layed up
I you well, stay up
Like
life can make a n-gga fold like a laundry mat
I sip this though to ease my brain from all this pain
and so that I slow, in this fast world
Slow n-ggas, girls
Hoes give up ass while these ho n-ggas hold
on 'em
Hold up that old flag for 'em
Chalk lines by the do not park
It's deep, all these hearted n-ggas holding heat
I'd rather blast they steal a n-gga
Tell 'em now boy, don't me turn into a killer

Yeah, a killer
Don't me turn into a killer
Yeah, to a killer, yeh yeh

[J. - Verse 3]
To those who had for me in the past
Who woulda thought time fly by so fast
I back in class we used to make believe
it was draft day
Swore that we make the league, be rich
Saturday morning had to rake the leaves, shit
Watch how they up
Seem a mile up
I was the blisters on my hand than I up my best friend
ring is where we headed tonight
And if a n-gga disrespect, yes we to fight
In that shit seemed petty
At the time, the was heavy
Cause life was all about name
You had to scrap any n-gga that would call you lame
Ashamed no doubt, so many n-ggas go they brains out
a n-gga chain and he got his name rolled out in obituaries
Another in a cemetary
Another n-gga in the penetentiary
And he give a f-ck no missionary
Rap visionary, paint a picture n-gga
you what it is, I'm a dictionary
I knew a n-gga that threw his d-ck in every in every city that he went to
Went hard like the do
Till he met the bitch, man just came home ex-convict
And he on with that Thriller
Shit, f-cking with them killers

yeah, them killers
F-cking with them killers
Say I'm a