Luyện nghe bài hát Trevor an' Them

Now there's one in my hood off Pico or some
Through the years it's the epicenter for a lot of dumb shit
Let me you about this one trip to the store
On the early mornin' tip time 'round four
I was standing by the readin' a Maxim
I heard a familiar voice to the the counter dude and ask him
To empty out the register (Nah that be Trevor)
Excuse me, Tiny T-Bone from the neighborhood
Who if his head wasn't on he would lose his brain
He was two other dudes, never knew their names
I thought great, it was for me to shake
But as I headed to the door I a voice say ("Wait!")
When I around, he recognized me and I knew it
I was to leave, that's when that nigga blew it
He up his mask and said ("Hey Murs it's me Trevor.")
I said "You motherfucker do you use your brain, ever?"
Nevermind, I turned around gave the
Walkin' to the car like Q in Juice
Remember when he in the bar and Blizzard let him loose?
Anyway here comes this nigga running, big bag of
He hopped in ride, I "You God damn dummy
They got yo ass on tape" ("But they see my face.")
"Well they got my car and my license plate
Man get the on" ("Murs why you gotta hate?")
"Hate nor love got to do with this
You run for the fives come through this bitch
You know you got two strikes, you better use new Nikes
To dodge all them blue lights" He and said ("You right.")
he bolted up the street
Once he left my slight I gave a sigh of
But that was right I peeped, this dumb motherfucker
Left the bag full of money sitting right on my passenger seat