Luyện nghe bài hát There's Been A Murder

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Reckless abandon, I'm standin on this pedal
Hand on my metal, minus all this time they to give me
Lord help me, all I ever wanted to be was or
Somebody to me that they felt me
I tried to play the you dealt me
But you gave me funnies an' shit
I was hungry I menage money
Nothin less than a 520, and with that
Back to Carter the hustler, Jay-Z is

I think there's been a