Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Teaspoon! here, come here, hey, hey, hey look
Hey go get me two of bud and two ounces of yay
Muthafuckaz at mah house waitin' now 'cuz

How long can
(You see is like football, you know what I'm saying?)
I have to go to jail
(You hike the ball and just make something happen man)

Can I possibly get
(I mean you know you get tackled, you know what I'm saying?)
somebody go and snitch
(Then again, you might fuck and make a touch down)

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One move, I can be destroyed
I avoid the cops, I use a
See my motherfuckin' driver, a white boy

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One false move, I can be
To the cops, I use a decoy
You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy

All my life I did nothin' but
to rely on my gut feelin'
Yo name is what? What? I know you where? Where?
I don't mean to seem vicious but you suspicious

Stop talking 'bout drugs on the
walking with a bunch of thugs to my home
Stop fuckin' up, me before you come
telling these bitches where you got it from

How can I sell?
The Sheriff departments right down the
I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow rock

Can I possibly get
Pass the the turnakit and syringes
Before go snitch
Before the DEA kick the of the hinges

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One false move I can be
I avoid the cops I use a
You see my driver, he's a white boy

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One move, I can be destroyed
I the cops, I use a decoy
You see my motherfuckin' driver, he's a boy

As I down the street with my khakis creased
looking at me look like the police
Havin' conversations with my assailants
Do you think, we under surveillance?

questions giving suggestions
Pulling Smith an' Wessons on pedestrians
Cookin' crack up, dollar bills up
Hope the cops backup, here they come man

How long, stop runnin', runnin', can I sell?
The Sheriff department's down the block
I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can this rock

Can I get real?
Hurry up, the tabs, turnakit and syringes
Before somebody go and
Before the DEA kick the door off the

Maybe I oughta stop water
Spend more with my son and my daughter
But my drug life drug me from my wife
She couldn't deal with the and the strife

The cocaine rockin' and the hood jockin'
The late knockin' the drive way blockin'
Late at night I 'bout rappin'
But I gotta sell dope till it
For how

Hey, who is that, who is that
See you all fuckin' up, I got these
Yo man little rich kids comin' over
That's what I'm now

You know they gonna snitch, they can't even lie to their
What the fuck you think gonna do when the police pressure 'em?
Get to crying and shit, Afroman it to me mommy
He stays there

How can I sell?
The Sheriff right down the block
Before I have to go to
Pass my so I can swallow this rock

Can I possibly get
Pass the tabs the turnakit and
somebody go snitch
Before the DEA kick the door of the

I'm so paranoid, now God lay me to sleep
Before the cops rape, give me a beat
If they accidently kill me and I don't
Pray some white person, gotta video

Twinkle twinkle little little
That looks like a car
Shining on my spot
A raid

I not
Little little hold my gun
I'm gonna run
I run, I don't care

Throw that dope,
Cops chase me, the hood
in to the woods camera
Fly like

I hear, German
Freeze, it right there
Drug dealers,
crack, criminal court
No support

very tight, Baptist jury all white
They could never be my peers, sentence me years
This rap so damn real, I'm I gotta record deal
If I don't a mill, this could, could happen still
What a