Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm damned if I do and damned if I
Holla f**k the world with my 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
Cause I bought her two dresses and contact lenses
Got a in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click and clack my semi 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 with street
Got love for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin
If it anything this for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my f**king
DWI, drunk and f**king high
I'll be out the motherf**king sun can touch the sky
They me young Thurston Howell the Third
And that's my
I'm a swang, I'm a
I'm a and scrape the curve

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

I'm a use my three wishes, I'm superstitious
No where I go I meet a bunch of horny bitches
Burn a few bridges, a few pigeons
F**k em so good they wake up and dishes
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs, and
No kisses and no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you dickly, you can't get with me
As I represent Houston like the Whitney
I'm a get em when I get em I em and I fed em
Lived in peace, I gonna let em when I see em I'm gonna wet
em
Shut em down like 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 and we gonna do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, em lying in a puddle
Y'all don't really no trouble with 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 breaks the dress
Every fine bitch I see is my ex ho
I'm hogging and I'm dogging creeping and I'm
Believe me this my calling it's to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, boys what what
Let my double barrel 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 and jangling
Sometime I the rain, it get wetter than a penguin
Aunt Jemima sipper, hoes like Jack
to Big Dipper, what the deal my nigga
Hook like Johnny Topy, it's Dopehouse prosperous
I tip my waitress and she stop saying 'Gracias'