Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

Think there's been a
Oh yeah, I there's been a
I there's been a
there's been a murder
Oh yeah, there's been a
I think been 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 emotions goin' us
Why we don't cry when niggaz die? That's how the 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 ourself in the eyes of strangers

My is big and in it my team is rich
As seen through the of a nigga who ain't seen shit
to live 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 I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional as now
Jay motherfuckin' Z, and that said
to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead

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

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

Eat 'til the food's gone, they placed me on this
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 come up us
Ain't enough for us to split in this shit
Plus ain't nobody us and with that said
Back to Shawn the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and

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

See my life is like a
And until I this weight it's gon' keep me to the floor
Travel me through my deep thoughts
Y'all 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, like shots can't us
Flippin' a to the choppers, buck thirty on the turns

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

I there's been a murder