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 burst in the counter to open the drawer
Stuck the piece to his as he insisted
"If you what's good for you, I think that you should listen"
But he didn't, attendant was
That's when he the switch and said "I guess I'll pick off the store"
He around and searched the store with frantic eyes
Of course he locked on mine, I was the one inside
Come on kid, it's time to go for a
Flashed his and me and said don't you be trying nothing
Tied and blildfolded threw me in the
of gasoline and stale cigarette butts
I'm thinking "fuck man, fuck man, is just my luck"
My stomach telling me be my last one
Think to myself the hell I could have done
Should run
Yeah I bet it wasn't a gun
Breathing speeding up over 70
Settled on dead meat, even believe in heaven, B
Then 20 at least, when tires screech
Oh please, police, but my hope has gone
the trunk, "get up," he tells me
Walk a couple paces then me to my knees

[Hook - ZZ
I ain't even try to no one
See it my finger on that trigger
but I ain't got none
Now I paid my bail but it just got
Sirens screaming try to run
But it got worse, now I just can't reverse
It's a sitting on my back
The cops on me, yes I'll be free

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

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