Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

Think been a murder
Oh yeah, I think there's a
I think there's a
Think there's been a
Oh yeah, think been a
I think there's a

I hustle from, night to mornin', dawn to
Kidnap and robberies like you with us
I held round table so we could go on and discuss
Not only but all the emotions goin' through us
Why we don't cry when die? That's how the street raised him
Look in the air, say a prayer hopin' God him
Cop liquor, twist it, tap it twice, it to the pavement
We live dangerous, often findin' ourself in the eyes of

My dream is big and in it my is rich
As through the eyes of a nigga who ain't seen shit
Back to action, I'm packin', I'm still in the mix
Like new hits, I think I'm goin' your head a lil' bit
But I let you know I changed when I roam through town
Stay free and be who I'm professional as now
Jay motherfuckin' Z, and with that
Back to Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is dead

Think there's a murder
Oh yeah, I think been a
I think been a
Think been a murder
Oh yeah, think been a
I think been a

My with autos led to autos gettin' sprayed
Houses gettin' broken in, quarters trayed
gettin' chopped, mom's pots gettin' used
One in that water, try the soda in there too
shoes worn, Louis Vuitton seat, roof gone
Coke cheap, my is like a coupon
I gotta do Shawn, 'cause when Jay-Z was lukewarm
I was my loot on, nigga I'm too strong

Eat the food's gone, they placed me on this earth
The twin brother of poor though, separated at birth
I got the of a hustler, quiet noise like a muffler
Fuck with us, walk through the ghetto, see the place corrupted us
why we buck at the guys that come up with us
Ain't enough bucks for us to split in this
Plus ain't nobody lovin' us and with that
Back to Shawn the hustler, Jay-Z is dead, and

Think there's been a
Oh yeah, I think been a
I think been a
Think been a murder
Oh yeah, think there's a
I there's been a

See my life is a see-saw
And until I move this weight it's keep me to the floor
Travel me through my deep thoughts
Y'all can't learn Jigga by the y'all be readin' in The Source
It's deeper of course, follow the of this reckless minor
At 16 in the 600, driver
Playin', cops and robbers, like shots can't us
Flippin' a bird to the choppers, buck thirty on the

Reckless abandon, when I'm standin on pedal
Hand on my metal, minus all this time they to give me
Lord help me, all I wanted to be was wealthy or
to tell me that they felt me
I to play the hand you dealt me
But you gave me five funnies an'
I was hungry I need menage
Nothin less than a 520, and with said
to Shawn Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is

I there's been a murder