Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

Think been a murder
Oh yeah, I there's been a
I think been a
Think been a murder
Oh yeah, there's been a
I there's been a

I hustle from, night to mornin', to dusk
and robberies like you goin' with us
I held round table meetings so we could go on and
Not only but all the emotions goin' through us
Why we don't cry niggaz die? That's how the street raised him
Look in the air, say a hopin' God forgave him
Cop liquor, twist it, tap it twice, it to the pavement
We live dangerous, often findin' ourself in the eyes of

My is big and in it my team is rich
As seen through the eyes of a nigga who seen shit
Back to live action, I'm packin', I'm in the mix
Like new hits, I think I'm goin' your head a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm known as now
Jay motherfuckin' Z, and with said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is

Think been a murder
Oh yeah, I think been a
I think been a
Think been a murder
Oh yeah, think there's a
I think been a

My infatuation with autos led to autos gettin'
Houses gettin' in, quarters gettin' trayed
Bricks gettin' chopped, mom's pots used
One thrown in that water, try the soda in too
Expensive shoes worn, Vuitton seat, roof gone
cheap, my face is like a coupon
I gotta do Shawn, 'cause when Jay-Z was lukewarm
I was gettin' my loot on, nigga I'm too

Eat 'til the food's gone, they me on this earth
The twin of rich poor though, separated at birth
I got the of a hustler, quiet noise like a muffler
with us, walk through the ghetto, see the place that corrupted us
Learn why we at the guys that come up with us
enough bucks for us to split in this shit
Plus ain't nobody us and with that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, is dead, and

Think there's a murder
Oh yeah, I think there's a
I there's been a
Think there's been a
Oh yeah, think been a
I think there's a

See my life is like a
And until I this weight it's gon' keep me to the floor
Travel with me my deep thoughts
Y'all can't learn Jigga by the shit y'all be readin' in The
deeper of course, follow the life of this reckless minor
At 16 in the 600, unlicensed
Playin', cops and robbers, shots can't stop us
Flippin' a to the choppers, buck thirty on the turns

Reckless abandon, when I'm on this pedal
Hand on my metal, minus all time they tryin' to give me
help me, all I ever wanted to be was wealthy or
Somebody to tell me that they me
I to play the hand you dealt me
But you me five funnies an' shit
I was hungry I need menage
Nothin less than a 520, and with that
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, is

I think been a murder