Luyện nghe bài hát Street Dreams II

Uh, suddenly I'm in the with the gat, full clip
Out the blue, like a
Doin' 90 on the backroad nowhere
My girl hit me on the bat
I could hear it in her voice, no she wasn't alone
a voice I didn't recognize
Said "If you wanna see your alive
Bring a million in cash and gonna survive"
Look at the clock, pitch black, 11:05
Hung up the phone, you know I put that in Hyper-drive
Than I call my homie 6ix to tell him need his help
I'ma be in five get the gat under ya belt
Then I felt from the from my palm on the steering wheel
I tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is
Heart on the 101
This shit here ain't no fun
and die by the gun
Get you
Yeah, I pull up to the crib, up 6ix, now we out this bitch
Only thing that's on my mind is "Put fucker in a ditch"
As soon as I get there, boy I'm up that ass
I'ma him with lead and they never finna count the cash
'Til I look up at the dash and I 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 named
Pull out the $50 and told him to
He movin' slow, like he ain't got a in the world
And the attitude, maybe I was rude
up, if the person you love was kidnapped what would you do?
He saw my gat and my jacket and
I told him I ain't no problem
But he chose to for the shotty anyway
So I him away
tryna get some gas, now his brain blast, uh
Frozen thinkin' what just happened, now it's in the past
Jump in the whip 0 to 60, we out fast
See that red and blue flash, damn the is on my ass
Hear sirens, flashing lights in my rear view
This shit like a movie in a near you
120 now, I feel like OJ (The cops are get us)
No won't, everything'll be okay
Swerve left, swerve
Now they on my like
Finna pull under the bridge, won't spot me here at night
it down, play it cool
Mama she raised no fool
Sit breathe slow
(Holy shit) There go
Man they us
I don't know how but they came us
the police, no they never do astound us
In the back of my mind I know I gotta get the
in my secret stash
I I had another path
Out the window I can the bullets blast
I had a mask
Make it to the crib, my only task
in my body could take on anybody
Coming down to the wire, 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, blood dripping from his
Will he ever get to see his son
What's the picture they gon' after he go?
Last song he ever sung when the bullet hit his
Man I should've never called, he'd be alive if he come
All he to do was help save my wife
I could've saved his life
I wish I can it back
Now my best friend's life curtain call fade to
It just ain't no back
out the gat and put a bullet through the man
The blew in and out his back
Jump in the whip, no looking
First time in the front seat of that and black
Side streets through the city, nobody fucking with me
you know I had to duck 'em all
"Motherfuck the law"
Next thing I saw was a block my crib
Think my shorty, she my rib
Pull up in the
No cops in sight but might somehow pull 'em my way
Open the stash, get the
Now I'm back out so I put the Audi in reverse and I back out
Look at the addy in the with my girl whereabouts
Five minutes later now I'm creeping in a
Lot of goons, lot of
Now I'm just for fun
I don't give a fuck where they come from, I'm everyone
Finally make it to the all alone pitch black
Hear a sound, was that?
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 and stare
He took the gag out of her mouth and she calling my name (Bobby!)
But didn't seem to be in pain, really up (Bobby!)
I felt like I was up
So I shot him quick in the and he hit the floor
Before I untied her I shot him four 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
man, come on, hurry up man, what's wrong with you?
Wake up, here, on
Wait, we're at the studio now? We're here already?
Damn man since you smoking weed you always fucking late
Man shut the up, Kev
Stoney Bob ass