Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm damned if I do and if I don't
Holla f**k the with my chest full of smoke
I on my breakfast, the end of my necklace
Say Dopehouse Records, Screwston,
The diamonds in my is cut like a princess
You can keep the Lexus, cause I got two
I'm in your girlfriends' hot
Cause I bought her two dresses and some contact
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 she working that taco
It's the top selling vato, threes on the Tahoe
TV screens, machines with street marines
Got love for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin
If it means this for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my ABC's
Another DWI, drunk and high
I'll be out before the motherf**king sun can the sky
They call me young Thurston the Third
And that's my
I'm a swang, I'm a
I'm a park and the curve

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

I'm a use my three wishes, I'm superstitious
No matter where I go I a bunch of horny bitches
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 kisses and no
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you get with me
As I represent Houston like the damn
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 like D-Town and the homie Ackavelie
Peace to Happareli and my nigga John
My drink is thick as jelly, I my shit muddy
Four of us in this bitch and we gonna do them ugly
Ready for the rumble, leave em in a puddle
Y'all don't really no trouble with the lord of the jungle

I walks in the club, a on my dick
As the police patting down my click
They say my bandana breaks the code
Every fine bitch I see is my ex ho
I'm hogging and I'm creeping and I'm crawling
Believe me this my calling it's to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, boys what what
Let my barrel shotty go barump-pa-pump-pum
Slangin slab motor rocks up in no land
off in my "Smokey and the Bandit" Trans Am
The rope around my neck is just and jangling
Sometime I smoke the rain, it get wetter a penguin
Jemima sipper, hoes like Jack Tripper
Peace to Big Dipper, the deal my nigga
like Johnny Topy, it's Dopehouse living prosperous
I tip my waitress and she can't saying 'Gracias'