Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

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

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

My dream is big and in it my is rich
As seen through the eyes of a who ain't seen shit
Back to action, I'm packin', I'm still in the mix
Like new hits, I think I'm goin' over your head a bit
But I let you know I changed when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional as now
Jay motherfuckin' Z, and with said
Back to Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead

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

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

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

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

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

Reckless abandon, when I'm standin on this
Hand on my metal, minus all this time tryin' to give me
help me, all I ever wanted to be was wealthy or
Somebody to tell me they felt me
I tried to the hand you dealt me
But you gave me five funnies an'
I was hungry I menage money
less than a 520, and with that said
Back to Shawn the hustler, Jay-Z is

I there's been a murder