Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm if I do and damned 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 in my emblem is cut like a princess
You can the Lexus, cause I got two Benzes
I'm in girlfriends' hot intestines
Cause I bought her two dresses and some lenses
Got a in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click and clack my semi auto cause I'm to see tomorrow
a condo for my top ho cause she working that taco
It's the top selling vato, threes on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines with marines
Got love for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin
If it means anything for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my f**king
Another DWI, drunk and high
I'll be out the motherf**king sun can touch the sky
They call me Thurston Howell the Third
And my word
I'm a swang, I'm a
I'm a park and the curve

[Chorus: 2X]
Why I'm not high does my life
Feel like missing something
I know I must be high
So that I can

I'm a use my three wishes, I'm very
No matter where I go I meet a of horny bitches
Burn a few bridges, a few pigeons
F**k em so they wake up and wash dishes
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs, and
No French kisses and no
I'm picky, if you dickly, you can't get with me
As I represent Houston like the damn
I'm a get em I get em I loved em and I fed em
in peace, I ain't 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 as jelly, I love my shit muddy
Four of us in this bitch and we do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, leave em in a puddle
Y'all don't really want no with the lord of the jungle

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