Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Keisha

Interrogations got my mental
I ain't tryna end up in Bellevue as no patient
See the plan was let's set a schedule, Tim from the side had it
Tim was into the flashing, sold him sour and
It's systematic, every Thursday he would re-up
Navy blue tinted, rolling his weed up
Anytime he felt he was followed it made him up
He cracked a smile, his demeanor was always G'd up
Knew this that was mutual, every Monday they'd meet up
visits, he'd drop off a bag, she got her feet up
Tim paid the rent to the apartment, in shorty's name
Shorty's name? I'll get to later, to me they all the same
My cousin called my phone, told me it's urgent
He the situation out, timing had to be perfect
feelings building inside the mother of Tim's kids
He got two boys plus she where all of his friends live
We found the weakness in his platoon, it's weather
Hoodies do dark colors, it help us move better
I told James, cuz you know to do if you catch her
Might've took a loss, will I lose? Never, that's fool's
We gon' do this right, we ain't the type too extra
It's night, James got the drop on the meeting time
Monday came, Tim switched cars, nothing police could
I'm on standby, James to come pick me up
He at three, at ten meeting shorty, something he picking up
ain't got no kids or no wifey so he don't give a fuck
James remember when I had called him, glad he picked it up
(Hello?) I him I woke up, Rollie missing (word?)
Shit had me sick cuz, ready to my home the prison
She had her Gram morning after I got robbed
Since then I been for her, I treat it like a job
James a picture and sent it, asked me who is it
I him and I told him, no question, she look familiar
thousand, the Rollie and a couple chains
Charged it to the game but something was on my
Couldn't figure it out, I'm thinking like Tim
peeped one of Tim's sons walking with mommy
He thinking put him in the trunk and he lit a blunt
He getting antsy, he sitting on this lick all month
He ain't bother them, more concerned with they father
parked in the complex, shawty walking in
Black leggings, leather jacket, and some black
Shorty five seven, few days she got braids
since I got robbed, riding 'round in a hot rage
Don't care if I get locked up 'til I'm my pops' age
James me one more time, Tim pulled up by himself
He parked and walked in the building, and then he his mail
James a face Tim ain't never seen, and Tim
Up in the crib, nigga fell asleep
knocked twice, nobody answered so he picked the lock
Cut the lights, took his shoes off, walked around in his
Shorty in the bathroom, glass and red wine
Tim got missed calls from his sons before they
James opened the door, steaming, whole mirror foggy
Shorty in the tub, 'bout to leap, he feeling froggy
Soon as she see him, two shots, right in the
Silencer kept the blood neat, ain't leave the red
Slid out, Tim still sleeping, he woke up
James had some powder to make him Tim was coked up
bag, iPhones, chains, and the Rolex
Fifteen thousand in and fifties, took no less
Tim stretched out so James through his phone
Searched through all the dressers, exploring all the home
A couple of messages, saw the name Keish
"Wait a minute, that's that same bitch robbed East"
James ran out, jumped in the car, relit the up
The sun up, kids going to school, I might come up
Keisha found in a pool of blood, got one up
I owe you
Cut the lights, took his shoes off, around in his socks
in the bathroom, wine glass and red wine
Tim got missed from his sons before they bedtime
James opened the door, it's steaming, whole mirror
in the tub, James 'bout to leap, he feeling froggy
Soon as she see him, two shots, right in the
Silencer kept the blood neat, ain't leave the red
Slid out, Tim still sleeping, he woke up
James had some powder to make him Tim was coked up
Leather bag, iPhones, chains, and the
Fifteen thousand in hundreds and fifties, took no
Tim stretched out so James looked through his
through all the dressers, exploring all through the home
A couple of messages, saw the name Keish
Wait a minute, that's that same bitch robbed East
James ran out, in the car, relit the blunt up
The sun up, going to school, think I might come up
Keisha found in a pool of blood, got one up
I owe you