Luyện nghe bài hát Guilty

He put the gun in my
I took my hand and put the gun in my
I my pants and pull them up on my ass
Got the outta my pocket
Dropped it and got my ass in the
I put it into the car and 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 and can't stop crying
Oh shit, I just ran a sign

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

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

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

Oh my God, my face already with tears
Sayin' my prayers, I even see I swear
I thought off of reflex, saw everywhere
ran ahead of the little 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 can't stop, what am I do?
The thing the cops are gonna say, Is it was drug influence?

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

And they really gonna be hatin' this gun on my
And I checked shorty's pulse and I don't think she's gonna it
Dial 911 or damn should I
I'm just weightin' out my options before someone

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

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