Luyện nghe bài hát Texaco

Prod by Beats

Late night I ran out of swishas
its only 12: 30, its still kinda early
I up to the Texaco before I hop out
I hit the once more and then put it out
Now as I the door, as I walk in this door
Somebody rushin to the front so the empty the drawer
He put the gun to his face and told him move
Im hidin behind a of Pringles thinkin what Im gon do
Man I might die in this bitch, we just came for some
Im nervous than a motherfucker, man this nigga kill us
This remind of that motherfuckin out of Menace
You know feeling when youre so nervous you feel like shittin
Then he let off a shot, but missed
And Im text the homies like Im stuck in some shit
Why them niggas is fightin? Scrappin over the
I saw the blunts by the racks, to grab the pack and hall
I went on the block, here come the
Tryna see the but the light dont work on my watch
I made it to the crib and put the key in my
Yelling to the homies as they sleep on the
Im tryna tell em what but they say that Im losin it
Told em my came into the store and start shootin shit
niggas think Im lyin but Im tellin the truth
And if you dont me you can turn on the news
The the clerk dead at 3: 22
Come to find out he surely used to go to my
He was a nigga named Bryce, I used to fuck his sister
Crazy motherfucker, in detention
Now he 35 with a public defendant
Man and he aint coming home, its a wrap for that
As we spark up a blunt, who got the
Asked er what the we came to do, alright