Luyện nghe bài hát D.R.U.G.S.

I can't myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need help
I can't help myself, I think I need some
I say I love my mama, knows I does
I my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up
I love my and I love my bitches
I love that's listenin'
If you or poor, so what?
The whole we livin' in
Everything that's in it
down to the bugs
Can't about my plug
'Cause last but not least I drugs
I drugs
I can't help myself, I think I need some
I can't help myself, I think I some help

They say the apple don't fall far from the
Apple a day, it keep the doctors
I if my father got more faded than me
But I can't ask him, the doctors couldn't save him, baby
My mama as holy water, hallelujah
We total opposites, I'm dirty as Fanta mix
We Qualitesters, we find no Hi-Tech, I ain't lyin', nigga
Act stashed on the low for the high,
Whole squad full of them fiends
OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man the street
Monster magic off them Xannies, I have me one
Mix it the syrup, Perc' on top of that
Then I'll be numb, if I don't wake up, 'em...

I love my mama, Lord I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my
I love this music, it come from up
I love my niggas and I love my
I love everybody listenin'
If you or poor, so what?
I the whole world we livin' in
And everything that's in it
From the down to the bugs
Can't forget about my
'Cause but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I love
(Purple comin' in)

Molly got me rollin', got me rollin',
I got the sniffles, a box of tissues (Blow it!)
I got some issues, I talkin' about a newspaper
Talkin' about the issues that come this new paper
My new bitch in the next in the nude, nigga
Broad day, open—see the view, nigga?
Cornea, so scarred can't myself up in the eyes
But if I I would say: "Who is you, nigga?!"
What's of Herb III's son?
Wasn't for these I'd probably be on my third son
That was they decision, for the
Just my conscience
That don't make it better,
You know I better, nigga

I love my mama, Lord knows I
I love my family, my cousins, that's my
I love this music, it from up above
I love my niggas and I my bitches
I love that's listenin'
If you or poor, so what?
I the whole world we livin' in
And everything livin' in it
From the trees to the bugs
Can't forget my plug
last but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I love
I can't help myself, I think I need help
I can't myself, I think I need some help

You ain't never a junky so fresh
You never seen a junky so fresh
Think I need some
You ain't never seen a junky so
You ain't seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I I need some help
so fresh
You ain't seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I I need some help
I love my
You ain't seen a junky so fresh, so fresh
You ain't never seen a
Lords I does
I think I need some help, I some help
I my mama
I some help, I need some help
Lord I does
Can you go find me some

what I'm sayin'. That's why you don't need a Xan, cuz.
I time flies... Didn't you hear what I said?
I said time flies. Time flies, fades...
Goddamn, man!

to marijuana, addicted to cigarettes
Codeine's my concubine, confidant
Adderall Admiral, absolutely, Danny credit
Perc' 30 flow, exactly how Saudi it
pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my piss
Can't forget I'm psychic off psychedelics
And for the kids up to me for what I've seen
No, I don't any of these things to do anything

All my brethren, I for your mercy
And that you my pain
You dwell in the glory of God
Listen to the sufferance of
Your humble
Grant me health, well-being, and