Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

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

I hustle from, night to mornin', dawn to
Kidnap and like you goin' with us
I round table meetings so we could go on and discuss
Not only money but all the goin' through us
Why we don't cry when die? That's how the street raised him
Look in the air, say a prayer God forgave him
Cop liquor, it, tap it twice, pour 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 nigga who ain't seen
Back to live action, I'm packin', I'm in the mix
Like new hits, I think I'm goin' over head a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed names I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional as now
Jay Z, and with that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is

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

My infatuation with autos led to autos gettin'
gettin' broken in, quarters gettin' trayed
Bricks gettin' chopped, mom's pots gettin'
One thrown in that water, try the in there too
shoes worn, Louis Vuitton seat, roof gone
Coke cheap, my face is a coupon
I gotta do Shawn, 'cause even when was lukewarm
I was my loot on, nigga I'm too strong

Eat 'til the food's gone, they me on this earth
The twin brother of poor though, separated at birth
I got the soul of a hustler, quiet like a muffler
Fuck us, walk through the ghetto, see the place that corrupted us
Learn why we buck at the guys come up with us
Ain't enough bucks for us to split in shit
Plus ain't lovin' us and with that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, is dead, and

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

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

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

I think been a murder