Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told the last time would be my last
I dont trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint stopping for ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if stop me Im goin to jail surely
Ill be to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches that smell (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and shell be all ready
yeah buddy cant you im goin thru hell
I dont even open my
Im in the shower soap on the towel
I need
bad bitches all on the prowl need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running mouth but we aint flinching
they names aint even
I got dreams bigger your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so
I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting plenty

one for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
two for you
hey

[J Cole - 2]
kid, its raining outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging boy
they guns dumb a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas a cease rest in peace
we tired of only having a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing whats the reason
his daughter and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he squeezing
they out here leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you a semen on a hoe
breathing slow man I
one day you make rent, next day you in jail
knows he meant well
so I take the and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the tints up on the
welcome to sinville where on base
sh-t is like an infield
high as a Sprint
what you think, thats the reason why ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, Ive been real

one for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
two for you
hey

3]
The more sayin
Cole the wrong one the city shine
All he doin is paintin pictures of crime
stories of pain, paintin pictures of dope
Bitch if you Im paintin pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed because he
Hopin the day he be the butt of somebodys jokes
See me; I it all from dirt-poorin and trailer
Worried my mother and never trustin my neighbors
To middle-class a backyard and my own room
To bein the only kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and my own rules
Was runnin the hey ma Ill be home soon
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet they was shootin
So meet the newest role model who dont know how to this sh-t
Never sold a and look I made it bitch

One for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
and two for you
hey

Girl its so long, Ive been gone from you
But you gotta worry bout the thangs I do
Its but the thought of you would ease my pain
Girl I they gon know our name
Aint you smile in awhile
But I dreamin bout you