Luyện nghe bài hát Screwed Up

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(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 some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it
my magic tricks, are so fabulous
This shit's hazardous, got smoking cannibus
If you mad at this, damn it

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

I made a, to my dog, time to split 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, a magic trick, I smoked 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 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 up, so no wonder things are in slower motion
I gots to have it, can't the habit, I've 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 until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Frost
Hit it but don't cough, you gotta take it man
If it's a for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man
Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a black
On Zab Judah, you try to us we grab 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 that Mary
And if it's true they say
Then I know how many cells is left in my fucking brain
But I'ma keep on and lighting
Minds of these hungry
And tell the hood that I've niggas and fired crackers
On the Fourth of July, opens eyes I'm joking stupid
I all races but if you hating my music then

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

I my
I get we never have to take a piss test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting
I wake to and head
You wake up to in bed
I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma the Lexus instead
Pimping dead but I'll leave you niggas
Dead from all pimping
I'm riding spinners a pimp
why I'm limping

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

Off substances that's
how this story goes
I the cap, broke the ice
And Lil' Flip broke the mold
I'm so cold I I, see dead 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 them players bang screw music
We don't out after 8 blunts, because we used to it
Me and Cris like & Chong
So hurry, break out the weed and the
'Cause if it ain't 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)