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 I've felt before, ah!
Intoxicated but 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 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!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

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

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

I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup
Come to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's this the thrower potion
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 then

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

I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and we peel off
You ain't had shit you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack 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!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

How can I say it
That I'm off that Jane
And if it's what they say
Then I don't know how many cells is left in my fucking
But keep on writing and lighting
of these hungry rappers
And tell the hood that hired niggas and fired crackers
On the of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupid
I love all races but if you hating my 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 take a test
a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting rest
I wake to and head
You up to breakfast in bed
I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma take the instead
Pimping dead but I'll leave you niggas
Dead from all pimping
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 this goes
I popped the cap, the ice
And Lil' done broke the mold
I'm so I think I, see dead people
Nah, that's 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 this for them players that bang screw music
We don't pass out after 8 blunts, we used to it
Me and like Cheech & Chong
So hurry, break out the weed and the
'Cause if it Grade A trees, we gotta leave 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!
(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)