Luyện nghe bài hát Texaco

Prod by Jahlil

Late I done ran out of swishas
Shit its only 12: 30, its still early
I up to the Texaco before I hop out
I hit the blunt once and then put it out
Now as I open the door, as I in this door
Somebody rushin to the front so the empty the drawer
He put the gun to his face and him dont move
Im behind a king 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 nigga might kill us
This of that motherfuckin scene out of Menace
You that feeling when youre so nervous you feel like shittin
Then he let off a shot, but dude
And Im tryna text the homies Im stuck in some shit
Why them niggas is fightin? Scrappin the cash
I saw the blunts by the racks, to grab the pack and bags
I went on the block, here the cops
see the time but the light dont work on my watch
I made it to the and put the key in my house
Yelling to the as they sleep on the couch
Im tryna em what happened but they say that Im losin it
Told em my came into the store and start shootin shit
These niggas think Im lyin but Im the truth
And if you dont believe me you can on the news
The pronounced the clerk at 3: 22
to find out he surely used to go to my school
He was a nigga named Bryce, I used to fuck with his
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 fuck we to do, alright