Luyện nghe bài hát F*cked Up

[Hook:
These got me fucked up [X4]
niggas got me, I think
These niggas got me up
[Verse 1:
I be on the block with that chrome boy, Postin' up with my boy
Leanin' on the 2 boy, What you want for them zones boy
10-5, 10-4, put it on the scale, add a more
a shot of that 'tron boy, bag it up and then gone boy
They givin' (?) out, yourself on that phone boy
They me seven (?), mama singing that song boy
We money baby, we gettin' cash money
Stuntin' like im Birdman, sittin' on my
120 on the dash, 4 (?) on the
Paper stacking too long boy, blowing and that chong boy
Better watch that tone boy, to that dome boy
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[Verse 2 -
Think a nigga trip the way I around
Gotta keep that pistol on my hip to lay them 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 trap boy, ride around with that pistol
Gotta keep the bitch in my lap boy, niggas, come get ya
Made my niggas (?), my niggas clean, we do it (?), try to
Thats suicide with my team, I'm blowing clouds and I'm 'bout the cream
Yeah, and I'm bout that shit, we of chips, and I'm (?) hoes
Y'all full of shit, not suckin' the O's, I'm too legit and I'm 4's
Niggas really want it, bitches lookin' for it
kill the niggas for it, niggas lookin' real important
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[Verse 3 -
Say boy, had a bitch all up in your crib
that dick all up in the ribs
Then she fuck niggas where you live
And now all up in your shit
Flippin' over, turnin' couches sideways
They thinkin' pays
Got a
For the niggas don't understand how the fuck we ope-
-rate and get back on top of my paper chase
Kush burnin', smell the dragon, 29's, had 'em
take shots, then runnin' high
We'll their ass, Bin Ladin
Me and Mike in the Benz wagon, better your block boy
Purple of that Pepe Lepue, I'm gone of that Ciroc boy
Clipped up to pop boy, holdin' on to that knot boy
Palms grippin' that Glock boy, we back for them yachts boy
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