Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Teaspoon! Come here, come here, hey, hey, hey
Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two of yay
Muthafuckaz at mah house waitin' now 'cuz

How long can
(You see is like football, you know what I'm saying?)
Before I have to go to
(You gotta hike the ball and just make happen man)

Can I get real?
(I mean you know you get tackled, you know what I'm saying?)
Before somebody go and
(Then again, you might fuck around and a touch down)

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One move, I can be destroyed
I the cops, I use a decoy
See my motherfuckin' driver, a white boy

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One false move, I can be
To avoid the cops, I use a
You see my driver, he's a white boy

All my life I did nothin' but
to rely on my gut feelin'
Yo is what? What? I know you from where? Where?
I don't mean to seem vicious but you suspicious

Stop talking 'bout on the telephone
walking with a bunch of thugs to my home
Stop up, call me before you come
Stop telling bitches where you got it from

How can I sell?
The Sheriff departments right down the
I have to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can this rock

Can I possibly get
the tabs the turnakit and syringes
Before go snitch
Before the DEA kick the door of the

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One false move I can be
I avoid the I use a decoy
You see my driver, he's a white boy

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One false move, I can be
I the cops, I use a decoy
You see my motherfuckin' driver, a white boy

As I down the street with my khakis creased
looking at me look like the police
Havin' conversations with my assailants
Do you think, we under police

questions giving suggestions
Pulling Smith an' on strange pedestrians
Cookin' up, dollar bills stacked up
Hope the don't backup, here they come man

How long, stop runnin', runnin', can I sell?
The Sheriff right down the block
Before I to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can this rock

Can I get real?
up, pass the tabs, turnakit and syringes
Before go and snitch
Before the DEA kick the off the hinges

Maybe I oughta stop sellin'
more time with my son and my daughter
But my drug life drug me away my wife
She couldn't deal the stress and the strife

The rockin' and the hood rats jockin'
The late night the drive way blockin'
at night I fantasize 'bout rappin'
But I sell dope till it happen
For how

Hey, who is that, who is man?
See you all fuckin' up, I got looks
Yo man little rich comin' over here
That's what I'm now

You know they gonna snitch, they can't even lie to parents
What the fuck you they gonna do when the police pressure 'em?
Get to and shit, Afroman sold it to me mommy
He over there

How long can I
The departments right down the block
I have to go to jail
Pass my so I can swallow this rock

Can I get real?
the tabs the turnakit and syringes
Before somebody go
Before the DEA the door of the hinges

I'm so paranoid, now God lay me to sleep
Before the rape, please give me a beat
If they accidently kill me and I don't
some white person, gotta video tape

Twinkle little little star
looks like a police car
Shining on my dope
A police

I not
Little little hold my gun
I'm fuckin' run
Where I run, I don't

Throw dope, anywhere
Cops chase me, the hood
Straight in to the camera
Fly lepord's

I hear, Shepards
Freeze, it right there
Drug dealers,
Busted crack, court
No black

Handcuffs very tight, Baptist all white
They could never be my peers, sentence me years
This rap so damn real, I'm glad I gotta record
If I don't sell a mill, could, could happen still
What a