Luyện nghe bài hát Insurance

Last night took a trip down to the corner
Needed rolling papers, bag of chips, and a bar
Cruised the aisle for some and coconut water
When he in told the counter to open the drawer
the piece to his teeth as he insisted
"If you know what's good for you, I think that you listen"
But he didn't, was resistant
That's he flipped the switch and said "I guess I'll pick off the store"
He turned around and the store with frantic eyes
Of he locked on mine, I was the only one inside
Come on kid, it's time to go for a
his piece and me and said don't you be trying nothing
Tied and blildfolded me in the trunk
Stunk of and stale cigarette butts
I'm "fuck man, fuck man, this is just my luck"
My stomach me this be my last one
Think to myself what the hell I could done
have run
Yeah I bet it wasn't a gun
Breathing speeding up over 70
Settled on meat, don't even believe in heaven, B
Then 20 minutes at least, tires screech
Oh please, police, but my hope has gone
Opens the trunk, "get up," he me
Walk a couple paces throws me to my knees

- ZZ Ward]
I ain't try to hurt no one
See it my finger on that trigger
Visualize but I ain't got
Now I my bail but it just got bigger
Sirens shouldn't try to run
But it just got worse, now I can't reverse
It's a sitting on my back
The on me, yes I'll never be free

[Rocky
there's substance in my reefer raps
They heard across the map
I'm shit, take a lap
Sleeping on me, a nap
But know them dreams me bad
Knowing I'm getting money that you never had
I'm doing what I want so homie I never sad
Do what makes you happy even if it them niggas mad
And they gonna talk about you, at you staying on their mind
them to get off your dick and to get up on that grind
Trying to keep up with me, they gonna get left behind
Homie I'm the forward, make you want to press rewind
I keep on the chase, knowing that I'm in first place
I keep up my pace, you should keep your sneakers laced
We breaking ankles, crossing over, you can find
That up on me, Rolly homie, saying it's my time
And don't try to fuck with my
Catch a bomb like you trying to take a run through Iran,

[Blu &
Damn, niggas been
Them pos be up the team and shit is hot
For your home block it's no more weed and no rock
My pockets hurting, heard you eating, you got
Driving in circles, make a with my watch
I'll speed and fuck at the
keep your cousin watch, I'll steal it
And my out swerving
Hawks caught us by the where we were surfing
And brought us in cause we have insurance, fuckers