Luyện nghe bài hát Insurance

Last night took a trip down to the store
Needed rolling papers, bag of chips, and a bar
the aisle for some chocolate and coconut water
When he burst in the counter to open the drawer
Stuck the piece to his as he insisted
"If you know what's good for you, I think you should listen"
But he didn't, was resistant
when he flipped the switch and said "I guess I'll pick off the store"
He turned around and the store with frantic eyes
Of he locked on mine, I was the only one inside
on kid, it's time to go for a ride
Flashed his piece and me and said you be trying nothing
Tied and blildfolded me in the trunk
Stunk of gasoline and stale cigarette
I'm thinking "fuck man, man, this is just my luck"
My telling me this be my last one
to myself what the hell I could have done
Should run
Yeah I bet it a loaded gun
Breathing heavily speeding up 70
Settled on dead meat, don't believe in heaven, B
20 minutes at least, when tires screech
Oh please, police, but my has gone weak
the trunk, "get up," he tells me
Walk a couple paces then me to my knees

[Hook - ZZ
I even try to hurt no one
See it ain't my finger on that
Visualize but I got none
Now I paid my bail but it got bigger
Sirens screaming try to run
But it just got worse, now I just can't
It's a sitting on my back
The cops on me, yes I'll be free

Fresh]
Okay there's substance in my raps
They getting across the map
I'm running shit, a lap
Sleeping on me, a nap
But know dreams about me bad
Knowing I'm awake money that you never had
I'm doing what I so homie I ain't never sad
Do makes you happy even if it makes them niggas mad
And gonna talk about you, at least you staying on their mind
them to get off your dick and to get up on that grind
Trying to keep up with me, they just gonna get behind
Homie I'm the fast forward, you want to press rewind
I keep them on the chase, knowing I'm in first place
I keep up my pace, you should keep your sneakers laced
We breaking ankles, crossing over, you can find
That gold up on me, Rolly homie, saying it's my
And try to fuck with my plans
Catch a bomb like you trying to take a run through Iran,

[Blu &
Damn, niggas shot
Them pos be locking up the team and is hot
For your home block it's no more weed and no rock
My hurting, heard you eating, what you got
in circles, make a leaner with my watch
I'll speed and at the cops
I'll your cousin watch, I'll steal it
And my out swerving
Hawks us by the place where we were surfing
And brought us in cause we ain't have insurance,