Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night Lights

1]
I hit the weed I myself 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 run up on me I ain't stopping for their ass
boy you know my L's dirty if they stop me I'm to jail surely
be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches that Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and she'll be all ready
yeah buddy you tell I'm goin' through hell
I don't even open my
I'm in the shower with on the towel
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl they Benzes
pussy niggas they mouth but we ain't flinching
they names even mentioned
I got bigger than your whole team
You niggas so but yet you seem so green
I guess its envy, started with a penny now I'm getting 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 boy fuck a umbrella
niggas outside, boy they guns dumb bell a nigga
tired of tellin' niggas that's the rest in peace
we of only havin' just a piece and fuck police
and they niggas what's the reason?
His starvin' and she fuckin' freezes
So no why he fuckin' squeezin'
They out here bustin', leavin' stuck and bleedin' on the flo'
wet you like a semen on a ho
Breathin' slow man, I
One day you tryna the rent
The next day you in
Lord he meant well
So I take the and right like a pen pal
So shit that's darker the tints up on the windshield
Welcome to Sin-ville, where niggas on base
It's lookin' like an infield, high as a Sprint
What you think? That's reason why this ink in my pen
Phony niggas 'til they are bitch I been 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'
Cole the wrong one bringin' the city
All he doin' is paintin' pictures of crime
Tellin' stories of pain, paintin' pictures of
if you listen I'm paintin' pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed he broke
Hopin' the day he won't be the butt of somebody's
See me; I lived it all from dirt-poorin' and
Worried about my mother and trustin' my neighbors
To middle-class with a and my own room
To the only black kid in my homeroom
Academically and followed my own rules
Was runnin' the streets hey ma I'll be home
Was out ho's, was out hoopin'
Them niggas ballin' but yet they was foul shootin'
So meet the newest model who don't know how to fake this shit
Never sold a rock and look I 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 so long, I've been gone from you
But you ain't gotta worry 'bout the I do
It's hard but the thought of you would my pain
Girl I promise gon' know our name
seen you smile in awhile
But I dreamin' 'bout you