Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J Cole - 1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my
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 they stop me Im goin to jail
Ill be next to my in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is once and shell be all ready
buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell
I dont even open my
Im in the shower with soap on the
I cleansing
bad all on the prowl they need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we flinching
they names aint even
I got dreams bigger your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so
I its envy, started with a penny now im getting plenty money

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

[J - Verse 2]
kid, its raining outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, banging outside boy
they guns dumb a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease in peace
we tired of only having a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing whats the reason
his daughter starving and she freezing
so no why he f-cking squeezing
out here bussin 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
lord he meant well
so I take the and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats than the tints up on the windshield
welcome to where n-ggas on base
sh-t is looking like an
as a Sprint bill
what you think, thats the why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas they are extinct, b-tch 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 n-ggas
the wrong one bringin the city shine
All he ever doin is paintin of crime
stories of pain, paintin pictures of dope
Bitch if you listen Im pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed he broke
the day he wont be the butt of somebodys jokes
See me; I lived it all from dirt-poorin and
Worried about my and never trustin my neighbors
To middle-class with a backyard and my own
To bein the only black kid in my
academically gifted and followed my own
Was runnin the hey ma Ill be home soon
Was out hos, was out hoopin
Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet was foul shootin
So meet the newest role model who know how to fake 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 hard but the of you would ease my pain
Girl I promise gon know our name
Aint you smile in awhile
But I dreamin bout you