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 them up on my ass
Got the outta my pocket
it and got my ass in the Dodge
I put it the car and started it

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

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

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

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

Oh my God, my already covered with 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 hear is, "I my mommy"
And then I ain't hear nothin' from the little girl's
I'm scared but I stop, what am I gonna do?
The first thing the cops are gonna say, Is it was influence?

They ain't gonna understand, this nigger was doin'
How he made me drive fast when I 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 hatin' this gun on my
And I checked shorty's and I don't think she's gonna make it
Dial 911 or damn I run?
I'm just weightin' out my before someone comes

If I stay I go to jail, if I run be wrong
This is taking too long, 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 guilty