Luyện nghe bài hát Texaco

Prod by Jahlil

night I done ran out of swishas
Shit its only 12: 30, its kinda early
I up to the Texaco before I hop out
I hit the once more and then put it out
Now as I the door, as I walk in this door
Somebody rushin to the front so the clerk empty the
He put the gun to his face and him dont move
Im hidin a king of Pringles thinkin what Im gon do
Man I die in this bitch, we just came for some swishas
Im nervous a motherfucker, man this nigga might kill us
This remind of that scene out of Menace
You know that feeling when youre so nervous you feel like
Then he let off a shot, but dude
And Im tryna text the homies like Im in some shit
Why niggas is fightin? Scrappin over the cash
I saw the blunts by the racks, to grab the pack and 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 crib and put the key in my
to the homies as they sleep on the couch
Im tryna tell em what but they 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 the clerk dead at 3: 22
Come to find out he surely used to go to my
He was a nigga named Bryce, I used to fuck his sister
Crazy motherfucker, always in
Now he 35 with a public defendant
Man and he aint home, its a wrap for that nigga
As we up a blunt, who got the light?
Asked er what the fuck we to do, alright