Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

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

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, banging outside boy
guns dumb bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a 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 bussin leavin n-ggas in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
breathing man I inhale
one day you tryna make rent, next day you in
lord knows he well
so I the pencil and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker than the up on the windshield
to sinville where n-ggas on base
sh-t is looking an infield
high as a Sprint
you think, thats the reason why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch Ive been

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

3]
The n-ggas sayin
Cole the one bringin the city shine
All he ever doin is pictures 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 dirt-poorin and trailer
about my mother and never trustin my neighbors
To middle-class a backyard and my own room
To the only black kid in my homeroom
gifted and followed my own rules
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas wasnt ballin but yet was foul shootin
So meet the newest role who dont know how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a rock and 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 been so long, Ive gone from you
But you aint worry bout the thangs I do
Its hard but the thought of you ease my pain
Girl I promise they gon our name
Aint seen you smile in
But I dreamin bout you