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 ever before, ah!
but maintaining self-control, ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and
I had bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear
my magic tricks, are so fabulous
This shit's hazardous, got smoking 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 split the blunt and it up
motion, purple 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 wraps got my 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
Come close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call this the thrower
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 drug experiment stage if you 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 and Jack Frost
Hit it but don't cough, you gotta take it man
If it's a record for smoking I'm 'bout to it man
Me and Luda 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
I'm off that Mary Jane
And if it's what they say
Then I don't know how cells is left in my fucking brain
But I'ma on writing and lighting
Minds of these hungry
And tell the hood that I've hired and fired crackers
On the Fourth of July, your 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 patient we never to take a piss test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always rest
I to breakfast and head
You wake up to in bed
I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma the Lexus instead
Pimping ain't but I'll leave you niggas
Dead from all this
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
That's how story goes
I popped the cap, the ice
And Lil' Flip done broke the
I'm so I think I, see dead 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 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 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 and the bong
'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we leave it alone
And to my homie Screw, you know I hold it down
And if they want it 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)