Luyện nghe bài hát Screwed Up

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I feel better I've ever felt before, ah!
Intoxicated but self-control, ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm and clear
I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I it disappear
'Cause my tricks, are so fabulous
This shit's hazardous, got amateurs cannibus
If you mad at this, damn it

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I made a, call to my dog, time to split the and break it up
Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta it up
I tried to the habit, but it keep calling me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the
Zig-Zag's and golden got my mind gone
Drugs affect my work, I still get my grind on

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I'm like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer
Come close to my stash, and get as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact call this the thrower potion
I'm up, so no wonder things are in slower motion
I gots to have it, can't the habit, I've tried to shake it
The drug experiment stage if you mistake

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I'm from Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off
You ain't had shit until you Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost
Hit it but don't cough, you gotta take it man
If it's a for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man
Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a Cougar
On Zab Judah, you try to jack us we Rugers

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

How can I say it
That I'm off that Mary
And if true what they say
Then I don't know how many cells is left in my fucking
But I'ma keep on writing and
Minds of hungry rappers
And tell the hood I've hired niggas and fired crackers
On the of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupid
I love all races but if you my music then

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I my
I get patient we never have to take a test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting
I to breakfast and head
You up to breakfast in bed
Should I drive my H2?
I'ma take the instead
Pimping ain't dead but leave you niggas
Dead all this pimping
I'm riding like a pimp
That's why I'm

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

Off that's controlled
how this story goes
I the cap, broke the ice
And Lil' Flip done the mold
I'm so I think I, see dead people
Nah, just my homies passed out in the Regal
it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me
I'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, it, then

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

We doing this for them players that bang music
We don't pass out after 8 blunts, because we to it
Me and Cris like & Chong
So hurry, break out the weed and the
'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we leave it alone
And to my homie Screw, you know I hold it down
And if they want it then they gotta come and take the

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)