Luyện nghe bài hát Screens Falling

[Chorus:
Screens from the sky
Boys in all those
Lil' folks
We side, for life
on my '4, I'm so throwed

[Verse 1:
It feel good givin back to the
I'm tryin to up for all the dope I cook
And for all the dope I woop
Remember my first gun? I almost shot my
Surrounded by crackheads, I would
a nigga ever make it out this gutter?
Cops would come, all of us run
There was nine of us, they couldnt one
Good old days, I forget
While I write on laptop in this jet
With the Universal Records
And they say I do
I'm the first
Aint no love and no peace, bro
My 12 shotty will make
chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a fool
I'm puttin seventeen strip dancers all through

[Verse 2:
And you can me in a parkin lot
a drop, hop in the X5
my, SUV, yes ma
Next I pull up and
Some of that old shit
I will down my windows and got
inches for the radius
Maybe its the attention I'm gettin
When spinnin, or maybe
It's the that I'm sippin
And got me feelin
I cant be taken
Cause I been pills
So you aint like me
I distributing llello
Put you on my
Supply a bird
But you dont it till I say so
Make sure you dont
No money out from me
Cause I'm the of player
gonna run up in your company
Dont trust me, 'cause I never
I'm gone off for that
Pink or soda
You move over
I'm not far vomiting
Los and the shit
But that diet aint no stoppin him

[Verse 3:
I dont give a fuck,
We some hustlaz, we once was
Now I blood, scratchin on my six
Thats somethin a bitch'll do
bet you squat down everytime
Everytime you out brew
Tomahawk, these niggas your tattoo
we bang screw, Erykah Badu
Knock knock, pop trunk on the
How the you gon' act like you pussies hard?
again, S-P Man, true killer
Fuck talkin bitch, show me what to do
Representer, bow you enter
Theres a for a man that can find my temper
Sick and of you jealous-ass bitches
Send you to and you can call me long distance
run your mouth homeboy, you aint deep enough
Get on your and go and call some more people up