Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[Verse 1:
Ugh, Looking around glass, my is in the past
I'm re-arranging my life, I'm single and now I
All of the moments we had, and just the end
At the end, still ain't friends, heard I was on hit list
Damn, now I'm driving Ferrarris fucking random
saying I made it but I don't feel too different
Wayne told me, "Close eyes, they'll never see your vision"
So I stay ready to die behind these Biggie
Audemars/Breguet shit
Just left the hood, word to the 5th
Bout to cop a G, the roof like Diddy
And my color purple nigga, no Celie
It take when you plotting on the beat
I kill it, I bet I kill it, producer to see
Bitches on their feet, handicap get out your seat
Got that buzz: Lil B, sting a Ali
Comparing rappers, but my songs greater
Just compare me to dealers and ballplayers
Cause I'm a ass nigga and I ball player
Never save a hoe, can't even get a Saver
She gon fuck our way to the top and fall
So I'mma her, never call her later
Ugh, nigga got my weight up
finger to my haters, why you chasing? We erase em
I'm gone!

Middle to my haters, mufucka why you hating? I'm gone
I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, nigga I'm
Leave the shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone
Even I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone
[Verse 2:
She fuckin with me, these ain't fuckin with me
Got my on my money, my money piling up hundreds
You say you did it, I it
You old nigga, I'm
You fold up pressure
I'm straight in the stretches, Ugh
pecking my wood: wood chuckka chuckka
Never 2 fucks: double rubbers
Now your color turn your to a red gusher
And girl stick it to me like a car bumper
Never on anyone co-dependent
Kept my thoughts to myself, I don't opinions
No middle mans, in the of my sands
thing they sweet, they can't even pay their incidentals
I'm on any instrumental
I pulling teeth, nigga better hide your pillow
Chew rappers to the fucking grizzle
Bad to the bone, red zippers, Mike Jizzle, Nigga
x2]
Middle finger to my haters, mufucka why you I'm gone
I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, I'm gone
Leave the beat alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone
though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone
[Big
Big, Famous in this..
I say, fuck sleep up
you, pay up
Always got the
Never a pay cut
Payday will be all the broke nights I stayed up
So in my cup I'm up whatever dreams are made of
Not too young G's made of what I am
So I was waiting on a man, patient as I am
I guess the young D-boy made it a man
With girls half-naked around like we finna land the
Red-eyes to Rome and connecting to France
With bomb-ass pussy, that bitch came straight from Iran
My made in Japan, I'm off California drugs
And I made my money? ha Nigga, all of the above
I could my inner circle on my hands and my feet
Passing joints long as a cause it's family tree
Doing "kush-ups" man cause the too strong
I'm a G + 1 what's that That's gone
I'm a G + 1 what's that muthafuck? That's gone