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!
Intoxicated but self-control, ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm and clear
I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it
'Cause my magic tricks, are so
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 the blunt and break it up
Three-wheel motion, potion, I gotta shake it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the
and golden wraps got my mind gone
Drugs don't affect my work, I get my grind on

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I'm like the Tower 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 the thrower potion
I'm screwed up, so no things are in slower motion
I gots to have it, can't kick the habit, I've tried to it
The drug stage if you mistake then

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

I'm from Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off
You ain't had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Frost
Hit it twice but don't cough, you gotta it man
If it's a record for I'm 'bout to break it man
Me and puffing budda, we in a black Cougar
On Zab Judah, you try to us we grab Rugers

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

How can I say it
That I'm off that Jane
And if it's true what say
Then I don't know how many cells is in my fucking brain
But I'ma keep on and lighting
of these hungry rappers
And tell the hood that I've hired niggas and crackers
On the of July, opens 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 have to take a piss test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always rest
I wake to and head
You wake up to in bed
I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma take the Lexus
Pimping dead but I'll leave you niggas
Dead from all pimping
I'm spinners like a pimp
That's why I'm

(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(Fuck you!) you!
(I'm up)

Off that's controlled
That's how this goes
I the cap, broke the ice
And Lil' Flip done the mold
I'm so cold I I, see dead people
Nah, that's my homies passed out in the Regal
it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me
I'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it,

(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 after 8 blunts, we used to it
Me and Cris like Cheech &
So hurry, out the weed and the bong
'Cause if it ain't A trees, we gotta leave it alone
And to my homie Screw, you know I hold it down
And if they want it then they gotta come and 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)