Luyện nghe bài hát Tweakin

[Intro: Vic
Yup
Savemoney nigga fuck shawty
HP,

Vic Mensa]
You could-you hear my trunk bangin' hangin' out the windows
Swangin' your block with the birdy in my lap
You can hear my smoke, loud I'm back to business
Early in the morn niggas-niggas still
And I think that weed got me, I'm tweakin'
Maybe lean got me I'm tweakin'
Pullin' in the beam, homie I'm tweakin'
Bitch nigga you don't know me, stop

[Verse 1: Vic
Sound like Ray J and Chris Brown on Deathmatch
Where the latter of the two get his slashed
Or slapping a with a pair of crutches
Or my ass with Rosie O'Donnell's mustache
I got Stewart cooking yola
Molly in the cola, rub it on your areolas
She let me the cat backwards
And vacuumed the seeds from out of my black
I'm an author without the
Pull like Card Shark, thumbs up to the camera like Nardwuar
& a Narwhal in an ark
Park the yacht in the hit your daughter in a smart car
Heart colder than parts frozen in ice
Chopped the digits leave the five for the mice
Might pull a mission and dip with the doors up
African elephants in my bus

[Verse 2: Vic
do babies come from? Porkin' the stork
Poorly parked pullin' into Porsche with a Ford
44 on the dash, put a dent in your door, close mouth
The never make it to court
Borderline stir crazy, crepes and that's tasty
Especially drippin' liquid rabies
a adderall pill and cook mushrooms in my gravy
Put a hit on every commenter who hates me
I don't want to
I just want a quiet life and a nice little place to cry at night
And an eye dropper filled to the top cyanide
So my psychiatrist dies soon as she tries the
Sike! I everyone
Goodnight, for having me, hope your mom's not mad at me
At State yellin', "Free Sandusky!"
Does he know what he's doin'? tweakin'

[Verse 3: the Rapper]
I the Illuminati is real
And your the peel and your soul is the fruit
And they is to steal and control all the juice
I seen way too many pyramids, that's far Khufu
niggas out here snakin' on the reggo
You should ask a where its legs go
But then again I'm smokin' on the
Got the owl look like an egg roll
And that was Scooby snacks,
I'm a lunatic belong inside a bin
I burned it for you because I love you, now I'm movin' in
Ooh a condominimum, in ya enema
Bumpin' like it just came out
No songs Kendrick, we just hang out
They say a smart man looks like a mad man to a man
But one man...wait I'm

[Outro: Vic x2
Sawed-off shotgun, on the pump
Sippin' on a 40, on a blunt
Bust my gat the Internet jump
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