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!
Intoxicated but self-control, ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm 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 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, call to my dog, time to split the blunt and it up
motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the
Zig-Zag's and wraps got my mind gone
Drugs don't affect my work, I still get my on

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

I'm like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer
Come to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call the thrower potion
I'm screwed up, so no things are in slower motion
I gots to have it, can't kick the habit, tried to shake it
The experiment stage if you mistake 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 then we off
You ain't had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Frost
Hit it twice but don't cough, you take it man
If it's a record for smoking I'm to break it man
Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a 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 Mary
And if it's true what say
Then I don't 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 your eyes I'm 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 a piss test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm getting rest
I wake to 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 from all this
I'm spinners like a pimp
That's why I'm

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

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

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

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