Luyện nghe bài hát Texaco

Prod by Jahlil

Late night I done ran out of
its only 12: 30, its still kinda early
I pull up to the before I hop out
I hit the blunt more and then put it out
Now as I open the door, as I in this door
rushin to the front so the clerk empty the drawer
He put the gun to his face and told him dont
Im hidin behind a king of Pringles thinkin Im gon do
Man I might die in this bitch, we just for some swishas
Im nervous than a motherfucker, man nigga might kill us
This remind of that scene out of Menace
You that feeling when youre so nervous you feel like shittin
Then he let off a shot, but missed
And Im tryna text the homies like Im stuck in some
Why them niggas is fightin? Scrappin over the
I saw the blunts by the racks, to grab the pack and bags
I went on the block, here come the
Tryna see the time but the dont work on my watch
I it to the crib and put the key in my house
Yelling to the as they sleep on the couch
Im tryna tell em what happened but say that Im losin it
em my nigga came into the store and start shootin shit
These niggas think Im 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 out he surely used to go to my school
He was a nigga named Bryce, I to fuck with his sister
motherfucker, always in detention
Now he facing 35 with a public
Man and he aint home, its a wrap for that nigga
As we up a blunt, who got the light?
Asked er what the we came to do, alright