Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Keisha

Interrogations got my racing
I ain't end up in Bellevue as no mental patient
See the plan was let's set a schedule, Tim the other side had it
Tim was into the flashing, sold him sour and
It's systematic, every Thursday night he would
Navy blue Infiniti tinted, his weed up
Anytime he felt he was followed it made him up
He rarely a smile, his demeanor was always G'd up
Knew this chick that was mutual, every Monday meet up
Quick visits, drop off a bag, she got her feet up
Tim paid the rent to the apartment, in shorty's name
Shorty's I'll get to that later, to me they all the same
My cousin James called my phone, told me it's
He the situation out, timing had to be perfect
Worthless feelings building the mother of Tim's kids
He got two boys she know where all of his friends live
We found the weakness in his platoon, it's weather
Hoodies only do dark colors, it help us move
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 that's too extra
Sunday night, James got the drop on the meeting time
Monday came, Tim switched cars, police could find
I'm on standby, James supposed to come me up
He said at three, at ten shorty, something he picking up
James ain't got no kids or no wifey so he don't a fuck
James remember I had called him, glad that he picked it up
(Hello?) I him I woke up, Rollie missing (word?)
had me sick cuz, ready to make my home the prison
She had her Gram morning after I got robbed
Since then I looking for her, I treat it like a job
James took a picture and sent it, me who is it
I text him and I told him, no question, she look
Fifteen thousand, the Rollie and a chains
it to the game but something was on my brain
Couldn't figure it out, I'm thinking like Tim
James peeped one of sons walking with mommy
He thinking put him in the and then he lit a blunt
He getting antsy, he sitting on this lick all month
He ain't bother them, more concerned with they them
parked in the complex, shawty walking in
Black leggings, leather jacket, and some black
Shorty five seven, few earlier she got braids
Ever since I got robbed, riding in a hot rage
Don't care if I get locked up 'til I'm my pops' age
James called me one more time, Tim pulled up by
He parked and walked in the building, and then he checked his
James a Tim ain't never seen, shorty and Tim
Up in the crib, this nigga asleep
knocked twice, nobody answered so he picked the lock
Cut the lights, took his shoes off, around in his socks
Shorty in the bathroom, wine and red wine
Tim got missed calls from his sons before bedtime
James opened the door, it's steaming, whole mirror
Shorty in the tub, James to leap, he feeling froggy
Soon as she see him, two shots, right in the
Silencer kept the neat, ain't leave the floor red
Slid out, Tim still sleeping, he never up
James had some powder to him think Tim was coked up
bag, iPhones, chains, and the Rolex
Fifteen thousand in hundreds and fifties, took no
Tim stretched out so James looked his phone
Searched through all the dressers, all through the home
A couple of text messages, saw the name
"Wait a minute, that same bitch that robbed East"
James ran out, in the car, relit the blunt up
The sun up, kids going to school, I might come up
Keisha found in a of blood, James got one up
I owe you
Cut the lights, took his shoes off, around in his socks
Shorty in the bathroom, wine and red wine
Tim got missed calls from his sons before they
James opened the door, it's steaming, mirror foggy
Shorty in the tub, 'bout to leap, he feeling froggy
Soon as she see him, two shots, right in the
kept the blood neat, ain't leave the floor red
Slid out, Tim still sleeping, he never up
James had some to make him think Tim was coked up
Leather bag, iPhones, chains, and the
Fifteen in hundreds and fifties, took no less
Tim out so James looked through his phone
Searched all the dressers, exploring all through the home
A couple of text messages, saw the Keish
Wait a minute, that same bitch that robbed East
James ran out, in the car, relit the blunt up
The sun up, kids going to school, think I might up
Keisha found in a pool of blood, got one up
I owe you