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 feel givin back to the hood
I'm tryin to make up for all the dope I
And for all the fiends I woop
Remember my first gun? I shot my foot
Surrounded by crackheads, I wonder?
Will a nigga ever make it out this
Cops would come, all of us run
was nine of us, they couldnt catch one
Good old days, I wont
While I write on laptop in this jet
the Universal Records President
And say everything I do
I'm the mexican
Aint no love and no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty will
chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a fool
I'm seventeen 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
Some of old crazy shit
I will roll my windows and got
Seven inches for the
Maybe its the that I'm gettin
they spinnin, or maybe
It's the liqour that I'm
And got me feelin
I cant be taken
Cause I been poppin
So you gon' like me
I distributing llello
Put you on my
Supply with a
But you move it till I say so
Make you dont take
No money out from me
I'm the type of player
Thats gonna run up in company
Dont trust me, 'cause I sober
I'm gone off for that
Pink or Purple
You move over
I'm not far from
Los and Coast's the
But that diet aint no stoppin him

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