Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm if I do and damned if I don't
Holla f**k the world with my chest full of
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my
Say Records, Screwston, Texas
The diamonds in my emblem is cut like a
You can keep the Lexus, I got two Benzes
I'm in your hot intestines
I bought her two dresses and some contact lenses
Got a message in a bottle, hit the throttle in my
Click and my semi auto cause I'm trying to see tomorrow
a condo for my top ho cause she working that taco
It's the top selling vato, twenty on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines with street
Got for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin Kings
If it means anything for all my G's
I'm in cause I forgot my f**king ABC's
Another DWI, and f**king high
I'll be out before the sun can touch the sky
They call me young Thurston Howell the
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 like it's missing
I know I must be high
So I can function

I'm a use my three wishes, I'm very
No where I go I meet a bunch of horny bitches
Burn a few bridges, feed a few
F**k em so good they wake up and wash
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs, and
No French and no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you can't get 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 ain't let em when I see em I'm gonna wet
em
Shut em down 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 do them boys ugly
for the rumble, leave 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
say my bandana breaks the dress code
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 time to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, boys trip what
Let my double barrel go barump-pa-pump-pum
slab motor rocks up in no man's land
Burnin off in my "Smokey and the Bandit" Am
The around my neck is just dangling and jangling
Sometime I smoke the rain, it get than a penguin
Jemima sipper, hoes 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 'Gracias'