Luyện nghe bài hát Screwed Up

(Fuck you!) you!
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(I'm up)

I feel better I've ever felt before, ah!
but maintaining self-control, ah!
I a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and clear
I had bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear
my magic tricks, are so fabulous
This shit's hazardous, got amateurs cannibus
If you mad at this, it then

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
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(I'm up)

I made a, call to my dog, time to the blunt and break it up
Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I shake it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep me
Abracadabra, a magic trick, I smoked up all the weed
Zig-Zag's and golden wraps got my mind
Drugs don't affect my work, I still get my on

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
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(I'm up)

I'm like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer
close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call this the thrower
I'm screwed up, so no wonder are in slower motion
I gots to have it, can't kick the habit, tried to shake it
The drug experiment stage if you mistake

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
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(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and we peel off
You ain't had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Frost
Hit it but don't cough, you gotta take it man
If it's a record for smoking I'm to break it man
Me and Luda budda, we in a black Cougar
On Zab Judah, you try to jack us we grab

(Fuck you!) you!
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(I'm up)

How can I say it
That I'm off that Jane
And if it's true what say
Then I don't know how many cells is left in my fucking
But keep on writing and lighting
Minds of these hungry
And tell the hood I've hired niggas and fired crackers
On the Fourth of July, your eyes I'm joking stupid
I love all races but if you hating my then

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
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(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I my
I get patient we never have to take a piss
Fuck a 9 to 5 I'm always getting rest
I to breakfast and head
You up to breakfast in bed
Should I drive my H2?
I'ma the Lexus instead
Pimping ain't dead but I'll leave you
Dead all this pimping
I'm riding like a pimp
why I'm limping

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(I'm up)

Off substances controlled
how this story goes
I popped the cap, the ice
And Lil' done broke the mold
I'm so cold I think I, see people
Nah, that's just my homies passed out in the
Believe it, the is so strong, if you notice me
I'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, it, then

(Fuck you!) you!
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(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

We doing for them players that bang screw music
We don't pass out 8 blunts, because we used to it
Me and Cris like Cheech &
So hurry, break out the weed and the
'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we gotta it alone
And to my Screw, you know I gotta hold it down
And if they want it then they gotta come and take the

(Fuck you!) you!
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(I'm up)

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(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)