Luyện nghe bài hát F*cked Up

[Hook:
These niggas got me fucked up
niggas got me, I think
These got me fucked up
[Verse 1:
I be on the block with that chrome boy, Postin' up with my boy
on the 2 tone boy, What you want for them zones boy
10-5, 10-4, put it on the scale, add a more
Take a shot of that 'tron boy, bag it up and then boy
They givin' (?) out, watch yourself on phone boy
They gave me seven (?), mama singing that boy
We money baby, we gettin' cash money
Stuntin' im Birdman, sittin' on my cash
120 on the dash, 4 (?) on the
Paper too long boy, blowing cheech and that chong boy
watch that tone boy, headshots to that dome boy
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[Verse 2 -
a nigga trip the way I walk around
Gotta keep that pistol on my hip to lay haters down
keep them bitches on my dick then I bring (?) around
Paper gon' break em down, fuck 'em hard don't make a sound
I'm all about that trap boy, around with that pistol
Gotta keep the bitch in my lap boy, hater niggas, get ya
Made my niggas (?), my clean, we do it (?), try to intervene
Thats suicide fuckin' with my team, I'm blowing clouds and I'm the cream
Yeah, and I'm bout shit, we full of chips, and I'm (?) hoes
full of shit, not suckin' the O's, I'm too legit and I'm tippin' 4's
Niggas really it, bitches lookin' silly for it
kill the niggas for it, niggas lookin' real important
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[Verse 3 -
Say boy, ever had a bitch all up in your
that dick all up in the ribs
Then she tell niggas where you live
And now they all up in shit
matresses over, turnin' couches sideways
They thinkin' crime
Got a
For the niggas that don't understand how the fuck we
-rate and anyway get back on top of my paper
Kush burnin', smell the dragon, 29's, had 'em
Niggas take shots, then high
We'll their ass, Bin Ladin
Me and Mike in the Benz wagon, better your block boy
Purple clouds of that Pepe Lepue, I'm gone of that boy
Clipped up to that pop boy, holdin' on to that boy
Palms grippin' that Glock boy, we comin' back for yachts boy
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