Luyện nghe bài hát D.R.U.G.S.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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