Luyện nghe bài hát Texaco

Prod by Jahlil

Late I done ran out of swishas
Shit its 12: 30, its still kinda early
I pull up to the Texaco 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 him dont move
Im hidin behind a of Pringles thinkin what Im gon do
Man I might die in this bitch, we just for some swishas
Im nervous than a motherfucker, man this nigga kill us
This remind of that scene out of Menace
You know that feeling when youre so nervous you like shittin
he let off a shot, but dude missed
And Im tryna text the homies like Im stuck in shit
Why them niggas is fightin? over the cash
I saw the blunts by the racks, to grab the 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 em what happened but they say that Im losin it
Told em my nigga came the store and start shootin shit
These niggas think Im but Im tellin the truth
And if you dont believe me you can turn on the
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 used to with his sister
motherfucker, always in detention
Now he facing 35 a public defendant
Man and he coming home, its a wrap for that nigga
As we up a blunt, who got the light?
er what the fuck we came to do, alright