Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

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 think there's a

I from, night to mornin', dawn to dusk
and robberies like you goin' with us
I held round table meetings so we could go on and
Not only money but all the emotions goin' us
Why we don't cry when niggaz die? That's how the street him
in the air, say a prayer hopin' God forgave him
Cop liquor, twist it, tap it twice, 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 through the of a nigga who ain't seen shit
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 when I roam through
Stay and be who I'm professional known as now
Jay motherfuckin' Z, and with said
Back to Shawn the hustler, Jay-Z is dead

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

My infatuation with led to autos gettin' sprayed
Houses gettin' in, quarters gettin' trayed
Bricks gettin' chopped, mom's pots gettin'
One thrown in that water, try the in there too
Expensive shoes worn, Louis Vuitton seat, roof
Coke cheap, my face is a coupon
I gotta do Shawn, 'cause when Jay-Z was lukewarm
I was gettin' my 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 of a hustler, quiet noise like a muffler
Fuck with us, through the ghetto, see the place that corrupted us
Learn why we buck at the guys come up with us
Ain't enough for us to split in this shit
Plus ain't nobody lovin' us and that said
Back to Shawn Carter the hustler, is dead, and

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

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

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

I there's been a murder