Luyện nghe bài hát Screwed Up Tape

Ma, I'm for the things I did
And god, for all the times you let me live
I should of dead a long time ago
Should of been me and not
Foot on the pedal while I race to the
Go to revillations in your little wood
My homies all changing and that f**king shit
I never f**k a friend unless they suck my first
Creep and I crawl, ball I fall
Sell you a 80 charge you for the straw
They me how long I ever kept a job roughly
Well, I worked six months in the county as a
I went to and I came back an animal
Southside, Houston's capital
My crew is cursed, shoot you
Died next to a stupid
Put you in the bluest
I'll see ass and Lucifer

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6 in the morning at my door
Fresh, Jordans squeeking my bathroom floor
Out the back window, I make my
Didn't even a chance to grab my screwed up tape

My green light, aloe sinche ky guy palo
don't like me cause my name is hard to swallow
Here he comes 5-O asked me for i.d.
on his computer and finds some felonies
I was high, fly and a blue eye
Every questioned asked I back with a lie
he was searching my and found my 45
That's when I started thinking had to bust him with my
Instead I ran, now your boy got
night we celebrate like it was a holiday

I use to be broke have big faces
I had to wipe my ass the yellow pages
No T.V. and no
My heffer in the kitchen washing plastic
I was a tough on, green potent stuff
No diamonds on my wrist only, broken

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[South Park
I don't know what the f**k, I'ma come have bud
Who want to f**k with us, ground like snuff or cuts
my property, Hillwood prohecy
I don't how many times I got to tell y'all get off of me
and that's all I need, smoking bitches crossing me
When I kill you we can all live in harmony
This ain't motherf**king breaking stone, I you once leave
us
to kill my f**king own, blame Houston cause that's my home
How can I it when it won't clear
My bud look like daffadille
17 million a year, I thug in my Cavilier
My people come, Babylon, mexican and african
Few white boys that's family, asian and
and that Navhoe, killers out that Navadoche
Careful how your ass appoach, get like you pass a note
All the hoes, toes, smoking on that ardachoke
Bought the benz, bought the boat, in my kitchen coke

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Crusing the street with my 6 hoes
my shit, riding on vogues
Went to the to get the scoop
Young niggas out cold shooting some hoops