Luyện nghe bài hát D.R.U.G.S.

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

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

I love my mama, Lord knows I
I love my family, my cousins, that's my
I love this music, it come up above
I my niggas and I love my bitches
I everybody that's listenin'
If you or poor, so what?
I love the whole we livin' in
And that's livin' in it
the trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my
'Cause last but not least I 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 with this new paper
My new bitch in the next in the nude, nigga
Broad day, blinds open—see the view,
Cornea, so scarred can't look myself up in the
But if I I would say: "Who is you, nigga?!"
What's become of III's son?
Wasn't for these I'd probably be on my third son
was they decision, for the record
Just my conscience
That don't it better, nigga
You I know better, nigga

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

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

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

Married to marijuana, to cigarettes
Codeine's my concubine, cocaine
Adderall Admiral, absolutely, give credit
Perc' 30 flow, exactly how Saudi it
Season pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my
Can't forget I'm psychic off them
And for the kids lookin' up to me for what seen
No, I need any of these things to do anything

All my brethren, I pray for mercy
And that you my pain
You dwell in the glory of God
to the sufferance of this
Your servant
me health, well-being, and happiness