Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

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

I hustle from, to mornin', dawn to dusk
Kidnap and robberies like you goin' us
I round table meetings so we could go on and discuss
Not only money but all the emotions through us
Why we don't cry when niggaz die? 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 dangerous, often findin' ourself in the eyes of strangers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I think there's a murder