Luyện nghe bài hát Street Dreams II

Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip the gat, full clip
Out the blue, like a
Doin' 90 on the backroad outta
My girl hit me on the bat
I could it in her voice, no she just wasn't alone
Then a voice I didn't
Said "If you wanna see wife alive
Bring a million in cash and gonna survive"
Look at the clock, black, it's 11:05
Hung up the phone, you I put that shit in Hyper-drive
Than I call my homie 6ix to tell him I'ma need his
I'ma be outside in get the gat under ya belt
Then I felt from the sweat from my palm on the wheel
I tried to it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
pumping on the 101
This right here ain't no fun
and die by the gun
Get you
Yeah, I pull up to the crib, pick up 6ix, now we out this
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 him with lead and they never finna count the cash
I look up at the dash and I realize I'm out of gas
So I at the station
Piss probation
Tell my boy to fill up as I inside to pay
Open the and see a white guy at the counter named Clay
out the $50 and told him to hurry
He slow, like he ain't got a worry 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 and froze
I him I ain't want no problem
But he chose to reach for the anyway
So I blew him
Just get some gas, now his brain blast, uh
Frozen thinkin' about what just happened, now it's in the
Jump in the whip 0 to 60, yeah we out
See red and blue flash, damn the cops is on my ass
Hear them sirens, flashing in my rear view
This shit like a in a theater near you
120 now, I feel like OJ (The cops are get us)
No they won't, everything'll be
Swerve left, right
Now on my status like
Finna under the bridge, they won't spot me here at night
Slow it down, it cool
Mama she ain't no fool
Sit breathe slow
(Holy shit) There go
Man found us
I know how but they came around us
Fuck the police, no they do astound us
In the back of my mind I know I get the cash
in my secret stash
I wish I had path
Out the I can hear the bullets blast
Wish I had a
it to the crib, that's my only task
Adrenaline in my could take on anybody
Coming down to the wire, they blew my tire and we flip

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

I'm
Get the fuck on the
Aww
got me

Uh, bleeding slow, blood dripping from his torso
Will he get to see his son grow?
What's the picture gon' paint after he go?
Last song he ever sung the bullet hit his lung
Man I should've called, he'd be alive if he ain't come
All he tried to do was help save my
Wish I saved his life
I wish I can it back
Now my best friend's life curtain call fade to
It ain't no turning back
Pulled out the gat and put a through the man
The blew in and out his back
in the whip, no looking back
First time in the front seat of white and black
Side streets through the city, ain't fucking with me
you know I had to duck 'em all
"Motherfuck the law"
Next I saw was a block from my crib
Think my shorty, she my rib
up in the driveway
No in sight but might just somehow 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
at the addy in the text with my girl whereabouts
Five minutes later now I'm in a warehouse
Lot of goons, lot of
Now I'm shooting for fun
I don't give a fuck where come from, I'm killing everyone
Finally it to the back all alone pitch black
a sound, what was that?
Think it came from there
Lights on, now I see my she's tied up to a chair
With a gun to her and a man gripping her hair
All I did was stop and
He took the gag out of her and she started calling my name (Bobby!)
But didn't seem to be in pain, really up (Bobby!)
I like I was waking up
So I shot him quick in the and he hit the floor
I untied her I shot him four more times
Put a in his spine
Was he Let's see
Staring at the man, gun in his hand, it be (Bobby!)
The man who my wife (Bobby!) was me (Bobby!)

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