Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm damned if I do and if I don't
f**k the world with my chest full of smoke
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my
Say Dopehouse Records, Screwston,
The diamonds in my emblem is cut like a
You can keep the Lexus, cause I got two
I'm in your girlfriends' hot
I bought her two dresses and some contact lenses
Got a in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click and my semi auto cause I'm trying to see tomorrow
Bought a condo for my top ho cause she working that
the top selling vato, twenty threes on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines street marines
Got for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin Kings
If it means this for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I my f**king ABC's
Another DWI, drunk and high
I'll be out before the sun can touch the sky
They call me young Howell the Third
And my word
I'm a swang, I'm a
I'm a park and scrape the

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Why when I'm not does my life
Feel like it's something
I know that I be high
So that I can

I'm a use my three wishes, I'm superstitious
No matter where I go I meet a bunch of horny
Burn a few bridges, feed a few
F**k em so good they wake up and dishes
The was delicious, bacon, eggs, and biscuits
No French and no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you can't get me
As I represent Houston the damn Whitney
I'm a get em I get em I loved em and I fed em
Lived in peace, I ain't gonna let em when I see em I'm wet
em
em down like D-Town and the homie Ackavelie
Peace to and my nigga John Freddy
My drink is thick as jelly, I love my muddy
Four of us in this bitch and we do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, em lying in a puddle
Y'all don't really want no trouble the lord of the jungle

I in the club, a grabbing on my dick
As the police patting down my click
They say my bandana the dress code
fine f**king bitch I see is my ex ho
I'm hogging and I'm dogging and I'm crawling
Believe me this my calling it's to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, boys trip what
Let my barrel shotty go barump-pa-pump-pum
Slangin slab motor up in no man's land
Burnin off in my "Smokey and the Bandit" Am
The rope around my neck is just dangling and
Sometime I smoke the rain, it get wetter a penguin
Aunt sipper, hoes like Jack Tripper
Peace to Big Dipper, what the my nigga
Hook like Johnny Topy, it's Dopehouse prosperous
I tip my waitress and she can't stop 'Gracias'