Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night Lights

1]
I hit the weed I told the last time would be my last
I don't my own niggas now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the police run up on me I stopping for their ass
boy you my L's dirty if they stop me I'm goin' to jail surely
be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out me back to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and she'll be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell I'm through hell
I don't open my mail
I'm in the shower with on the towel
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the they need Benzes
niggas running they mouth but we ain't flinching
they names ain't even
I got bigger than your whole team
You niggas so broke but yet you so green
I its envy, started with a penny now I'm getting plenty money

One for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
and two for you
hey

2]
Look here it's raining outside boy a umbrella
niggas outside, boy they guns dumb bell a nigga
tired of tellin' niggas that's the cease in peace
we tired of havin' just a piece and fuck police
and they killin' what's the reason?
His daughter's and she fuckin' freezes
So no wonder why he fuckin'
They out here bustin', leavin' niggas and bleedin' on the flo'
Bullets wet you like a on a ho
Breathin' slow man, I
One day you tryna the rent
The day you in jail
Lord he meant well
So I the pencil and right like a pen pal
So shit that's than the tints up on the windshield
Welcome to Sin-ville, where niggas on base
It's lookin' like an infield, as a Sprint bill
you think? That's reason why this ink in my pen kills
Phony niggas 'til they are extinct bitch I real

One for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
and two for you
hey

3]
The more sayin'
the wrong one bringin' the city shine
All he doin' is paintin' pictures of crime
Tellin' stories of pain, paintin' pictures of
Bitch if you listen I'm paintin' of hope
That boy in class because he broke
the day he won't be the butt of somebody's jokes
See me; I it all from dirt-poorin' and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin' my
To middle-class with a backyard and my own
To bein' the only black kid in my
gifted and followed my own rules
Was runnin' the streets hey ma I'll be home
Was out chasin' ho's, was out
Them niggas wasn't ballin' but yet was foul shootin'
So meet the newest role model who know how to fake this shit
Never sold a rock and I made it bitch

One for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
and two for you
hey

Girl it's been so long, I've gone from you
But you ain't gotta 'bout the thangs I do
It's but the thought of you would ease my pain
Girl I promise they gon' know our
Ain't seen you in awhile
But I dreamin' 'bout you