Luyện nghe bài hát Trevor an' Them

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