Luyện nghe bài hát Insurance

Last night took a down to the corner store
rolling papers, bag of chips, and a granola bar
Cruised the aisle for some chocolate and water
When he burst in the counter to open the drawer
the piece to his teeth as he insisted
"If you know good for you, I think that you should listen"
But he didn't, was resistant
when he flipped the switch and said "I guess I'll pick off the store"
He turned around and searched the store with eyes
Of course he locked on mine, I was the one inside
on kid, it's time to go for a ride
Flashed his piece and me and said don't you be trying
Tied and blildfolded me in the trunk
Stunk of gasoline and stale cigarette
I'm "fuck man, fuck man, this is just my luck"
My stomach telling me this be my one
Think to myself what the hell I could done
Should run
I bet it wasn't a loaded 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
the trunk, "get up," he tells me
Walk a paces then throws me to my knees

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

Fresh]
Okay there's substance in my 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 awake getting money that you had
I'm what I want so homie I ain't never sad
Do makes you happy even if it makes them niggas mad
And they gonna talk about you, at you staying on their mind
Tell them to get off your dick and to get up on that
Trying to keep up me, they just gonna get left behind
Homie I'm the fast forward, you want to press rewind
I keep them on the chase, knowing that I'm in place
I keep up with my pace, you should keep your sneakers
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 a run through Iran, damn

[Blu &
Damn, niggas been
Them pos be locking up the team and is hot
For your home block it's no more weed and no more
My pockets hurting, you eating, what you got
Driving in circles, make a leaner with my
I'll speed and fuck at the
I'll keep your cousin watch, I'll it
And my Glock's out
caught us by the place where we were surfing
And brought us in cause we ain't have insurance,