Luyện nghe bài hát Killers

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

Yeh, now I'm a
I'm a killer
They got me in here the killers
I mean the killers

[J. - Verse 2]
I whats in store for me
Lately been stressing, pray for blessings, hope that more for me
Than just a simple
that I used to hoop with is doing triple life
Gave up the shot
Work on the shot
Who woulda thought I used to this n-ggas lay ups
Now he's in a layed up
I wish you well, up
insomniacs
This life can make a n-gga like a laundry mat
I sip this cognac though to ease my brain all this pain
and so that I react slow, in fast world
n-ggas, fast girls
Hoes up ass while these ho n-ggas hold triggers
on 'em
Hold up old checker flag for 'em
Chalk lines by the do not sign
It's deep, all these hearted n-ggas holding heat
I'd rather blast before they a n-gga
Tell 'em now boy, don't me turn into a killer

Yeah, a killer
make me turn into a killer
Yeah, to a killer, yeh yeh

[J. Cole - 3]
To who had love for me in the past
Who woulda thought would fly by so fast
I remember back in we used to make believe
it was draft day
Swore we would make the league, be rich
Saturday morning had to rake the leaves, shit
Watch how they up
like a mile up
I was the blisters on my hand than I dial up my 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 shit was
Cause life was all about name
You had to scrap with any n-gga that would call you
Ashamed no doubt, so many n-ggas go they brains out
Snatched a n-gga and he got his name rolled out in obituaries
Another in a cemetary
young n-gga in the penetentiary
And he don't give a no missionary
Rap visionary, paint a picture pictionary
Tell you what it is, I'm a
I knew a n-gga that threw his d-ck in every chick in every city he went to
Went hard like the do
Till he met the wrong bitch, man just came home
And he on with that Thriller
Shit, f-cking around with them

yeah, them killers
around with them killers
Say I'm a