Luyện nghe bài hát Get Fucked Up With Me

Yeah man, I'm glad to have this
cuz I never get to sit and chop it with y'all
Man, face to face, so you know I definitely get fucked up
(*fills with ice*)
Yeah man, I'm glad I need to sit down and chop it with man
cuz I never had an opportunity to do that, so,
I want to blaze up too, you smoke? good
You if I smoke? well, alright

1]
(*Inhales*) So let me myself
X to the Z (*exhales*)
I had to introduce myself
I'm that nigga you was hoping to see, fall on my ace
Look respect then from grace
But you know, (*inhales*) things move
I refuse to lose the game like from blow (*exhales*)
it ain't crazy enough, huh
My life got ups and downs like an all fuck,so what (*inhales*)
Y'all want from me (*exhales*)
I'm trying to with two hoes like three's company
Ask me what is
Nigga, success is when no mean no and your yes means yes
And you can by your word cuz your word is your balls
(*Inhales*) Lose one losing them all (*exhales*)
All to alcohol
Cuz it's my now try again tomorrow

Roll blenny up, pour another drink
I want everybody to get fucked up me
Get a and fill it up
the philly, seal it up
Everybody get up with me
Roll another up, pour another drink
I want everybody to get up with me
Get a glass and it up
Lick the philly, it up
Everybody get fucked up me

2]
Life's a real bitch sometimes (*coughing*) oh shit! (*coughing*)
Okay I got it (*coughing*) I got it, I got it (*coughing*) I got it, up
Life's a real sometimes
Your heartbeat like the rate of the crime
I could turn water to wine
Restless, platinum, it's the sign of the time
It my fault, your kids wanna c-walk
Dress how we and talk like we talk (*inhales*)
Ask Miss Cleo (*exhales*) if is the matrix, I'm Neo
This is dedicated to that CEO
That sucked my brother's dick for jolly St.
Shit (*inhales*) make some (*exhales*)
Somebody this shit with shrooms, cuz I'm flying

(*Inhales*) the big deal (*exhales*)
of (*pause*) shootings, couple of (*pause*) get killed
Happens everyday around way
Took my homie Mo dog and blew him away
(*inhales*) at the age of 19, what a bummer'
Another ass summer
These types of things never die easy
Gang of retaliation, homeboy me (*inhales*)
for the recipe (*coughing*)
Man, blunts gon' be the death of me
Fuck it, flight to Amsterdam
A few girls, fifty grand and a cam
Posted up at the Cypress Hill coffee
I'm miraculous, unorthodox (*inhales*)
I'm we could chop it up
Before I let me get a blunt (*exhales*)