Luyện nghe bài hát Guilty

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And they really be hatin' this gun on my waist
And I checked shorty's pulse and I think she's gonna make it
Dial 911 or should I run?
I'm just out my options before someone comes

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

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