Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

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Yeah, yeah (yup), yeah (yup), (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah (yup), (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah,
Ayy that weed up man, ayy

Money on the (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it's reekin' out my (strong)
Lil bitty (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin' the back, her face on the headboard
She with masters but I treat her like a whore (it's Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope (for real)
The feds in the hood, shit got me paranoid (whoa)

The in the hood (whoa)
And I heard taking pictures, let me knock on wood (shit)
I hope those folks come and get us
ass bitch (shut up)
I cut her off, need no scissors (nah)
Nah I don't like that (fuck 'em)
So I his sister (yeah yeah)
I'm tripple blessed, so today I'm rockin' a piece (yeah yeah)
Pull out my garage in shit you
drive on for Speed (yeah yeah)
I her a job at my traphouse sackin' up P's (trap)
Fur my back, Balenciagas on my feet (swag)
Go and get a young nigga, and be all you can be (uh-huh)
I spent two hundred stacks on a coupe with two (uh-huh)
I used to go to sleep hungry, didn't shit to eat (remember that?)
Now I smoke a blunt of weed just to eat

on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I too much weed, it's reekin' out my pores (strong)
Lil waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a K and spent it all 'cause I got bored (fuck it)
from the back, her face on the headboard
She with masters but I treat her like a whore (it's Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope (for real)
The feds in the hood, shit got me paranoid (whoa)

Patek Philippe with on it (uh, yeah, yeah)
These diamonds they hit time I move, don't it, uh, uh
You can't eat me if you ain't hungry (nah)
I keep shit up my sleeve and it
always got to do with money (know that)
I'm throwin' on Monday (yup)
I got the bitch off the (yup)
Boy you know I'm about (yup)
Then go pay my on Sunday (thank you God)
I might stop one day (yeah)
I stop sippin' one day (damn)
I got so I'm goin' the wrong way on the fuckin' one way
The way I put this shit on me, they be how do he do it? (hah)
you bring that bitch 'round me my
nigga, 'cause you might her (yeah)
She told me that she wanna smoke a blunt and to my music (yeah)
Then she gave me head and told me I go make a movie, ah

Money on the (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, reekin' out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass
I count a hundred K and spent it all 'cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin' from the back, her face on the
She graduated masters but I treat her like a whore (it's Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, shit got me paranoid (whoa)