Luyện nghe bài hát Scalp

I sat and put a fifty on the bar
A whisky and a beer, forget where we are
And keep 'em coming till I drink that grant up
Filling up that cup till I stand up
Look around, see what the got
there's Sunny by the jukebox
Grab my drinks, headed to say peace
But had to think, do I owe him any late
up nah, I'm all paid up huh
Yeah I made it square last time I came up
up Sunny? {What up?} How's business?
{How you doing Sean? I ain't you in a couple of minutes}
Man I just been working and
Tryna get the right and be perfect, how bout you?
{Oh you how the same old game go
Hustle through the wind, rain, snow or
bro, spent time catching up
The bar tender kept the fresh enough
Good conversation, no
I drank up my whole bucks and then some
It was getting to last call
So I my coat and stood up like that's all
But Sunny say up Sean, it's your day
I need a favor, let me throw money your way}
I sat back down in the
I said, I know your Sunny, what I gotta do?
He said give you three-five piece of the pie
If you pick up a package for me on the tomorrow}
Three and a half for an hour and a
Saint and back's only ten dollars gas
Yeah I can handle, me all the info
one thing though, I won't bring a pistol
{Hahahah} He laughed and said {It ain't that
simple, grab the package and come right back
It's a tattoo shop, it's called...} Shhh don't
{They nice cats} Nice cats? {Cool as an icepack}
Well alright jack {Discretion is a
Keep a hush, than that I don't give a fuck}
Cool, I got this, done like dinner
And then I stepped out into the

I got the wheel of my vehicle
Streetlights on my face, you can see it glow
The rearview reflection got
I starting to the image in the mirror
I said, you should go back in and
Sunny will understand, everything will be
Sean calm down, get a grip, tripping
I a deep breath and put the key in the ignition
Stop a bitch now, man up
Rolling twenty-six with thoughts of handcuffs
Pulled out on Lyndale, killed by a of drunks
broad of my pickup truck