Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Keisha

Interrogations got my racing
I tryna end up in Bellevue as no mental patient
See the plan was let's set a schedule, Tim from the side had it
Tim was the flashing, sold him sour and caskets
It's systematic, Thursday night he would re-up
Navy blue Infiniti tinted, rolling his up
Anytime he he was followed it made him speed up
He cracked a smile, his demeanor was always G'd up
Knew this chick was mutual, every Monday they'd meet up
Quick visits, drop off a bag, she got her feet up
Tim the rent to the apartment, it's in shorty's name
Shorty's name? get to that later, to me they all the same
My cousin called my phone, told me it's urgent
He scoped the out, timing had to be perfect
Worthless feelings building inside the mother of kids
He got two plus she know where all of his friends live
We found the weakness in his platoon, it's goon
Hoodies only do dark colors, it help us move
I told James, cuz you what to do if you catch her
Might've took a loss, I lose? Never, that's fool's treasure
We gon' do right, we ain't the type that's too extra
It's Sunday night, got the drop on the meeting time
came, Tim switched cars, nothing police could find
I'm on standby, James supposed to pick me up
He said at three, at ten shorty, something he picking up
James ain't got no kids or no wifey so he give a fuck
James remember when I had called him, that he picked it up
(Hello?) I him I woke up, Rollie missing (word?)
Shit had me sick cuz, to make my home the prison
She had her Gram deleted after I got robbed
Since then I been looking for her, I it like a job
James took a and sent it, asked me who is it
I text him and I told him, no question, she familiar
Fifteen thousand, the and a couple chains
Charged it to the 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 put him in the trunk and then he lit a blunt
He getting antsy, he been on this lick all month
He ain't bother them, more concerned with they them
James parked in the complex, walking in
Black leggings, leather jacket, and some shades
five seven, few days 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
called me one more time, Tim pulled up by himself
He parked and in the building, and then he checked his mail
James a face Tim ain't never seen, and Tim
Up in the crib, this nigga fell
James twice, nobody answered so he picked the lock
Cut the lights, his shoes off, walked 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, steaming, whole mirror foggy
Shorty in the tub, James to leap, he feeling froggy
as she see him, two shots, right in the forehead
Silencer kept the blood neat, ain't leave the red
out, Tim still sleeping, he never woke up
James had some to make him think Tim was coked up
bag, iPhones, chains, and the Rolex
Fifteen in hundreds and fifties, took no less
Tim stretched out so looked through his phone
Searched through all the dressers, exploring all through the
A couple of messages, saw the name Keish
"Wait a minute, that same bitch that 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 of blood, James got one up
I owe you
Cut the lights, took his shoes off, walked around in his
Shorty in the bathroom, wine and red wine
Tim got missed calls from his before they bedtime
opened the door, it's steaming, whole mirror foggy
Shorty in the tub, James 'bout to leap, he froggy
Soon as she see him, two shots, in the forehead
kept the blood 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
Leather bag, iPhones, chains, and the
thousand in hundreds and fifties, took no less
Tim stretched out so James looked his phone
Searched through all the dressers, all through the home
A of text messages, saw the name Keish
Wait a minute, that's that same bitch that 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