Luyện nghe bài hát Screwed Up

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

I feel better than 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 some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it
'Cause my magic tricks, are so
This shit's hazardous, got amateurs cannibus
If you mad at this, it then

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

I made a, call to my dog, to split 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
don't affect my work, I still get my grind on

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

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

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

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

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

How can I say it
That I'm off Mary Jane
And if true what they say
Then I don't know how cells is left in my fucking brain
But keep on writing and lighting
Minds of these hungry
And tell the that 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 my music then

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

I my
I get patient we never have to a piss test
a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting rest
I wake to and head
You wake up to in bed
I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma take the Lexus
Pimping ain't dead but leave you niggas
Dead from all this
I'm riding like a pimp
why I'm limping

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

Off substances controlled
That's how story goes
I the cap, broke the ice
And Lil' Flip broke the mold
I'm so cold I think I, see people
Nah, just my homies passed out in the Regal
it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me
I'm calm, cool, and and if you, disrespect it, then

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

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

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

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