Luyện nghe bài hát Screens Falling

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

[Verse 1:
It feel good back to the hood
I'm tryin to up for all the dope I cook
And for all the fiends I woop
Remember my gun? I almost shot my foot
Surrounded by crackheads, I would
Will a nigga ever make it out this
would come, all of us would run
There was nine of us, couldnt catch one
Good old days, I forget
While I write on this in this jet
the Universal Records President
And say everything I do
I'm the first
no love and aint no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty will
Your look like a pizza
I do, I'm a goddamn fool
I'm puttin seventeen strip all through school

[Verse 2:
And you can me in a parkin lot
a drop, hop in the X5
my, SUV, yes ma
Next time I up and
Some of that old shit
I will down my windows and got
inches for the radius
Maybe its the that I'm gettin
When they spinnin, or
It's the that I'm sippin
And got me feelin
I be taken lightly
Cause I poppin pills
So you aint like me
I distributing llello
Put you on my
with a bird
But you dont it till I say so
sure you dont take
No money out under me
I'm the type of player
Thats gonna run up in your
Dont me, 'cause I never sober
Usually I'm off for that
Pink or Purple
You better move
I'm not far from
Los and Coast's the
But that diet aint no stoppin him

[Verse 3:
I dont give a fuck,
We some hustlaz, friends we was
Now I blood, scratchin on my six
somethin that a bitch'll do
I'll bet you squat everytime
you piss out brew
Tomahawk, show these your tattoo
we bang screw, Erykah Badu
Knock knock, pop trunk on the
How the fuck you gon' act like you hard?
again, S-P Man, true killer
Fuck talkin bitch, show me to do nigga
Representer, bow before you
Theres a reward for a man can find my temper
Sick and tired of you jealous-ass
Send you to hell and you can call me long
Dont't run your homeboy, you aint deep enough
Get on your phone and go and call some people up