Luyện nghe bài hát Sleep When I'm Gone

[Intro - DJ
About to change the
DJ
We the Forever
Cash Money, Young
I'm for real this shit
go

[Chorus - Green]
I've my time because my time is my money
The sun goes down but I won't for nothing
Why close my eyes? I'd rather when I'm gone
when I'm gone
Sleep when I'm
Looking at the like yeah, yeah
Naps to my yeah, yeah
Why close my eyes? I'd sleep when I'm gone
when I'm gone
Sleep I'm gone

[Verse 1 - The
Yeah they say sleep is the of death
we related
Because I'm the most slept on and the hated
Hated, hated by niggas with no
Staring at me in the club I won't bust you in the face with the Spades
is a card game and I'm playing spades
Gambling with short
Fucking basketball wives while you at games
Really fucking wives, ain't got to say names
Whole body tatted like a New York City freight
Niggas get to barking, put a in a Great Dane
Try me, end up "why me?"
Team of animals like I coached the Heat
Four floor mansion, close to the
Six car garage, how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, up kush on boat decks
Flagging down the waitress, waving my

[Verse 2 - Rhymes:]
Yo I survived the test of time doing this shit so long
And only rest to rise again homie I when I'm gone
Look, a while I'm prime and so current and they hate this
The streets'll classify me another level of
I don't fight for crowns at all, I let niggas bitch
And let them flip while they debate on who the of shit
Listen, see I don't waste debating over them things
I'm God motherfucker, God create kings
I'm hearing that a lot of niggas mad the grapevine
Piano sounding beautiful and sad at the time
The feeling that a funeral so you niggas
Khaled provide the theme music while I bury you
See now there's no escaping the god, you'd better a getaway
Before I wiling like Haitians and Jamaicans when it's Labor Day
Khaled time you know we got to make them love it
And realize everything is hotter when we touch it

[Verse 3 - The
Ayo Khaled, let shit breathe

little rich nigga, that's me
Smoke out the sunroof, blowing on hashish
Can't stop now I'm in too deep
1.5 ride every two
Niggas want to me, let the shells fall out
Life is short in place, my gone ball out
kids gone ball out
Twenty years from now cars out
You gone think cocaine getting out
Ex getting in
meth getting dipped in
All because you let a slip in
05, G-Unit 06
Everything else was gymnastics, watch the dough
on the couch, smoking up memories
Pouring Daniels, toast to my enemies
beef nigga, I ain't got the energy
Take the last to the dome, John Kennedy