Luyện nghe bài hát D.R.U.G.S.

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

They say the apple don't far from the tree
Apple a day, it the doctors away
I if my father got more faded than me
But I can't ask him, 'cause the doctors couldn't save him,
My clean 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 codeine
OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man down the
Monster off them Xannies, I might have me one
Mix it with the syrup, on top of that
Then I'll be numb, if I don't up, tell 'em...

I love my mama, Lord I does
I love my family, my cousins, my blood
I love this music, it come from up
I love my niggas and I my bitches
I love that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so
I love the whole world we in
And that's livin' in it
From the down to the bugs
Can't forget my plug
'Cause but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I drugs
(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 ain't about a newspaper
about the issues that come with this new paper
My new bitch in the next in the nude, nigga
day, blinds open—see the view, nigga?
Cornea, so scarred can't look up in the eyes
But if I could I would "Who is you, nigga?!"
What's become of Herb III's
Wasn't for these abortions I'd be on my third son
That was decision, for the record
Just my conscience
That make it better, nigga
You know I better, nigga

I my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, my blood
I love this music, it from up above
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 that's livin' in it
From the trees to the bugs
Can't about my plug
last but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I drugs
I can't myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need help

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

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

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

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