Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last would be my last
I trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast
got my up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint for their ass
boy you know my Ls if they 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 Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and shell be all ready
buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell
I dont open my mail
Im in the shower with soap on the
I need
bad bitches all on the prowl they Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we flinching
they names even mentioned
I got dreams then your whole team
You n-ggas so but yet somehow you seem so green
I guess its envy, started 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 Cole - 2]
Look kid, its raining boy
an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy
they guns dumb bell a
tired of n-ggas thats a cease rest 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 wonder why he f-cking
they out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in on the flo
bullets wet you like a on a hoe
slow man I inhale
one day you make rent, next day you in jail
lord knows he well
so I take the pencil and write a pen pal
Some shit thats than the tints up on the windshield
to sinville where n-ggas 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 until 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 n-ggas sayin
Cole the wrong one bringin the city
All he ever doin is paintin pictures of
Tellin stories of pain, paintin pictures of
Bitch if you Im paintin pictures of hope
That boy in embarrassed because he broke
Hopin the day he wont be the of somebodys jokes
See me; I it all from dirt-poorin and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin my
To with a backyard and my own room
To the only black kid in my homeroom
gifted and followed my own rules
Was the streets hey ma Ill be home soon
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them wasnt ballin but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the role model who dont know how to fake this sh-t
Never a rock 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 been so long, Ive gone from you
But you aint gotta worry bout the I do
Its hard but the thought of you would my pain
I promise they gon know our name
Aint seen you in awhile
But I been bout you