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 my pocket
it and got my ass in the Dodge
I put it the car and started it

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

Fuck it, nothing
nigger got me stressing
I believe, he got me bugging
Now I'm driving reckless, I even see

And my high ain't really helping
But nobody really be using the streets seven
Got the pedal to the medal like I lost my
And I need to see the school crossing sign

Car in the fastest gear, blowin' in my hair
beat light blinking but I don't care
Somebody crossing the street, came outta
right into 'em, body flew in the air

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

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

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

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

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

Hit and run, damn I hit my brakes
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