Luyện nghe bài hát Guilty

He put the gun in my
I my hand and put the gun in my pants
I took my pants and pull up on my ass
Got the cash outta my
Dropped it and got my ass in the
I put it the car and started it

on the gas and looked at the gas
And 95 don't seem fast you're so fucking mad
And so you're high and can't stop crying
Oh shit, I just ran a stop

Fuck it, nothing
This got me stressing
I can't believe, he got me
Now I'm driving reckless, I even see

And my high beams ain't helping
But really be using the streets before seven
Got the pedal to the medal I lost my mind
And I ain't need to see the school crossing

Car in the fastest gear, wind in my hair
Seat light blinking but I don't care
Somebody crossing the street, outta nowhere
Went right into 'em, body in the air

Oh my God, my face already covered with
my prayers, I didn't even see I swear
I thought off of reflex, saw everywhere
Mostly ran ahead of the little girl, holding a bear

I'm sorry, all I can hear is, "I my mommy"
And then I hear nothin' from the little girl's body
I'm scared but I can't stop, am I gonna do?
The thing the cops are gonna say, Is it was drug influence?

They ain't understand, what this nigger was doin'
How he made me drive fast I should have been cruisin'
And they probably won't that it wasn't the weed
And shorty just popped up in the of the street

And they really gonna be this gun on my waist
And I shorty's pulse and I don't think she's gonna make it
Dial 911 or should I run?
I'm just weightin' out my options before comes

If I stay I go to jail, if I run be wrong
is taking too long, fuck it I'm gone

Hit and run, damn I should hit my
Hit and run, we all make mistakes
Hit and run, I guess, I'm not that
Hit and run 'cuz now I got a conscience