Luyện nghe bài hát Screens Falling

[Chorus:
Screens falling the sky
Boys swing in all
throwed folks
We side, for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so

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

[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 crazy
I roll down my windows and got
Seven for the radius
its the attention that I'm gettin
When spinnin, or maybe
It's the that I'm sippin
And got me feelin
I be taken lightly
Cause I been pills
So you gon' like me
I might llello
Put you on my
Supply with a
But you dont move it I say so
Make you dont take
No money out from me
Cause I'm the of player
Thats gonna run up in company
Dont trust me, 'cause I never
Usually I'm off for that
Pink or soda
You better over
I'm not far vomiting
Los and the shit
But still that diet no stoppin him

[Verse 3:
I give a fuck, 'cause
We hustlaz, friends we once was
Now I blood, scratchin on my six
Thats somethin that a do
I'll bet you squat down
Everytime you out brew
Tomahawk, these niggas your tattoo
we bang screw, Erykah Badu
Knock knock, pop trunk on the
How the fuck you gon' act you pussies hard?
again, S-P Man, true killer
Fuck talkin bitch, me what to do nigga
Representer, bow you enter
Theres a reward for a man can find my temper
Sick and tired of you bitches
Send you to hell and you can call me distance
Dont't run your mouth homeboy, you deep enough
Get on your and go and call some more people up