Luyện nghe bài hát Screens Falling

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

[Verse 1:
It good givin back to the hood
I'm tryin to up for all the dope I cook
And for all the dope fiends I
my first gun? I almost shot my foot
Surrounded by crackheads, I wonder?
Will a nigga make it out this gutter?
would come, all of us would run
There was of us, they couldnt catch one
Good old days, I forget
While I write on this laptop in jet
With the Records President
And say everything I do
I'm the first
no love and aint no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty make
Your look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a fool
I'm puttin strip dancers all through 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
of that old crazy shit
I roll down my windows and got
Seven for the radius
Maybe its the attention I'm gettin
When spinnin, or maybe
It's the liqour I'm sippin
And got me feelin
I be taken lightly
Cause I been poppin
So you aint like me
I distributing llello
Put you on my
Supply a bird
But you move it till I say so
sure you dont take
No money out from me
I'm the type of player
Thats 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 from
Los and Coast's the
But still that diet no stoppin him

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