Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night Lights

1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my
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 police run up on me I ain't stopping for ass
boy you know my L's dirty if they stop me I'm to jail surely
I'll be next to my in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call and she'll be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell I'm goin' through
I don't even my mail
I'm in the with soap on the towel
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl they Benzes
pussy niggas running they but we ain't flinching
names ain't even mentioned
I got dreams bigger than your team
You niggas so broke but yet you seem so
I guess its envy, started a penny now I'm getting plenty 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 outside boy fuck a
niggas outside, boy they guns dumb bell a nigga
tired of niggas that's the cease rest in peace
we tired of only havin' just a piece and fuck
and killin' niggas what's the reason?
His daughter's starvin' and she fuckin'
So no wonder why he fuckin'
They out here bustin', leavin' niggas and bleedin' on the flo'
Bullets wet you like a on a ho
Breathin' man, I inhale
One day you make the rent
The next day you in
Lord he meant well
So I take the pencil and like a pen pal
So shit that's darker than the up on the windshield
Welcome to Sin-ville, niggas on base shit
It's lookin' an infield, high as a Sprint bill
What you think? That's reason why ink in my pen kills
niggas 'til they are extinct 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 the city shine
All he ever doin' is pictures of crime
Tellin' stories of pain, paintin' of dope
Bitch if you I'm paintin' pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed because he
Hopin' the day he be the butt of somebody's jokes
See me; I lived it all dirt-poorin' and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin' my
To middle-class a backyard and my own room
To bein' the black kid in my homeroom
Academically gifted and my own rules
Was runnin' the streets hey ma be home soon
Was out chasin' ho's, was out
Them niggas wasn't ballin' but yet they was foul
So meet the newest role model who don't know how to fake this
Never sold a rock and look I made it

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 gotta worry 'bout the thangs I do
It's hard but the thought of you would ease my
Girl I they gon' know our name
seen you smile in awhile
But I dreamin' 'bout you