Luyện nghe bài hát Street Dreams II

Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip with the gat, full
Out the blue, a crip
Doin' 90 on the backroad outta
My girl hit me on the bat
I hear it in her voice, no she just wasn't alone
Then a I didn't recognize
Said "If you wanna see your wife
Bring a million in and she's gonna survive"
Look at the clock, pitch black, 11:05
Hung up the phone, you know I put that shit in
I call my homie 6ix to tell him I'ma need his help
I'ma be outside in five get the gat under ya
Then I felt from the sweat from my on the steering wheel
I tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this is real
pumping on the 101
This right here ain't no fun
and die by the gun
Get you
Yeah, I up to the crib, pick up 6ix, now we out this bitch
Only thing that's on my mind is "Put this in a ditch"
As soon as I get there, boy I'm lightin' up ass
I'ma fill him with lead and they never finna the cash
'Til I up at the dash and I realize I'm out of gas
So I stop at the
Piss probation
Tell my boy to up as I head inside to pay
Open the door and see a white guy at the counter Clay
Pull out the $50 and him to hurry
He movin' slow, like he ain't got a worry in the
And the attitude, maybe I was rude
Hold up, if the person you love was kidnapped would you do?
He saw my gat and my and froze
I him I ain't want no problem
But he chose to reach for the shotty
So I blew him
Just tryna get gas, now his brain blast, uh
thinkin' about what just happened, now it's in the past
Jump in the whip 0 to 60, yeah we out
See that red and blue flash, the cops is on my ass
Hear them sirens, lights in my rear view
This like a movie in a theater near you
120 now, I feel like OJ (The cops are get us)
No they won't, be okay
Swerve left, swerve
Now they on my like
Finna pull under the bridge, they spot me here at night
Slow it down, it cool
she ain't raised no fool
Sit breathe slow
(Holy shit) they go
Man they us
I don't how but they came around us
Fuck the police, no never do astound us
In the back of my I know I gotta get the cash
It's in my stash
I wish I had another
Out the window I can hear the bullets
I had a mask
Make it to the crib, my only task
Adrenaline in my body take on anybody
down to the wire, they blew my tire and then we flip

Freeze you
6ix on get up
I'm shot, I'm

I'm
Get the on the ground
Aww
got me

Uh, he's bleeding slow, dripping from his torso
he ever get to see his son grow?
What's the picture they paint after he go?
Last he ever sung when the bullet hit his lung
Man I should've never called, be alive if he ain't come
All he tried to do was save my wife
Wish I could've his life
I I can take it back
Now my friend's life curtain call fade to black
It just ain't no back
out the gat and put a bullet through the man
The in and came out his back
in the whip, no looking back
First time in the front seat of that and black
Side streets through the city, ain't fucking with me
Yeah you know I had to 'em all
"Motherfuck the law"
Next thing I saw was a from my crib
about my shorty, she my rib
Pull up in the
No cops in sight but might just pull 'em my way
Open the stash, get the
Now I'm back out so I put the in reverse and then I back out
Look at the addy in the text with my girl
Five minutes now I'm creeping in a warehouse
Lot of goons, lot of
Now I'm shooting for fun
I give a fuck where they come from, I'm killing everyone
Finally it to the back all alone pitch black
Hear a sound, what was
Think it came from over
Lights on, now I see my wife tied up to a chair
With a gun to her head and a man gripping her
All I did was stop and
He the gag out of her mouth and she started calling my name (Bobby!)
But didn't seem to be in pain, shaken up (Bobby!)
I felt I was waking up
So I him quick in the neck and he hit the floor
Before I her I shot him four more times
Put a in his spine
Was he dead? see
at the man, gun in his hand, it couldn't be (Bobby!)
The man who my wife (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!)

What?
Man get your ass up nigga, we at the
Say
Damn man, come on, hurry up man, what's with you?
Wake up, here, on
Wait, at the studio right now? We're here already?
Damn man you started smoking weed you always fucking late
Man the fuck up, Kev
Stoney Bob ass