Luyện nghe bài hát Texaco

Prod by Beats

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