Luyện nghe bài hát Tweakin

[Intro: Vic
Yup
Savemoney fuck nigga fuck
HP,

Vic Mensa]
You could-you could my trunk bangin' hangin' out the windows
Swangin' down your 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 it's that weed got me, I'm tweakin'
Maybe that lean got me I'm
Pullin' in the beam, homie I'm tweakin'
nigga you don't know me, stop tweakin'

[Verse 1: Vic
Sound like Ray J and Chris on Celebrity Deathmatch
Where the latter of the two get his neck
Or slapping a paraplegic with a of crutches
Or my ass with Rosie O'Donnell's mustache
I got Martha Stewart yola
in the cherry cola, rub it on your areolas
She let me the cat backwards
And vacuumed the seeds out of my black backwood
I'm an without the aardvark
Pull tricks like Card Shark, up to the camera like Nardwuar
& a Narwhal in an ark
Park the yacht in the water hit your in a smart car
Heart than body parts frozen in ice
the digits leave the five fingers for the mice
Might pull a suicide and dip with the doors up
African elephants in my bus

[Verse 2: Vic
Where do babies come from? Porkin' the
Poorly parked into your Porsche with a Ford
44 on the dash, put a in your door, close your mouth
The witnesses never it to court
Borderline stir crazy, and beignet that's tasty
Especially drippin' with liquid
Rail a adderall pill and cook in my gravy
Put a hit on every YouTube who hates me
I want to fight
I want a quiet life and a nice little suburban place to cry at night
And an eye dropper filled to the top with
So my psychiatrist dies soon as she the Sprite
Sike! I everyone
Goodnight, thanks for having me, hope your not mad at me
At Penn yellin', "Free Sandusky!"
Does he know what doin'? He's tweakin'

[Verse 3: Chance the
I think the Illuminati is
And your body's the and your soul is the fruit
And they goal is to and control all the juice
I way too many pyramids, that's far from Khufu
Foofoo niggas out snakin' on the reggo
You should ask a snake where its go
But then again I'm on the medical
Got the owl look like an egg roll
And was Scooby snacks, Petco
I'm a belong inside a loony bin
I burned it down for you because I love you, now I'm in
Ooh a condominimum, in ya enema
Bumpin' like it just came out
No with Kendrick, we just hang out
They say a smart man looks a mad man to a dumb man
But one man...wait I'm

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