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 ever felt before, ah!
but maintaining self-control, ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and
I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it
'Cause my magic tricks, are so
This hazardous, got amateurs smoking cannibus
If you mad at this, damn it

(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, purple potion, I gotta it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I up all the weed
Zig-Zag's and golden wraps got my mind
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 leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the squeezer
Come to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call the thrower potion
I'm screwed up, so no wonder things are in motion
I gots to have it, can't kick the habit, tried to shake it
The drug experiment stage if you then

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

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

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

How can I say it
I'm off that Mary Jane
And if true what they say
Then I don't know how cells is left in my fucking brain
But I'ma keep on and lighting
Minds of hungry rappers
And tell the that I've hired niggas and fired crackers
On the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I'm stupid
I love all races but if you hating my then

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

I my
I get we never have to take a piss test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always rest
I to breakfast and head
You wake up to in bed
I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma the Lexus instead
Pimping ain't dead but I'll you niggas
Dead from all pimping
I'm spinners like a pimp
why I'm limping

(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 popped the cap, the ice
And Lil' Flip broke the mold
I'm so cold I I, see dead people
Nah, that's my homies passed out in the Regal
Believe it, the potency is so strong, if you 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 players that screw music
We don't out after 8 blunts, because we used to it
Me and Cris like Cheech &
So hurry, break out the weed and the
'Cause if it ain't A trees, we gotta leave it alone
And to my homie Screw, you know I gotta it down
And if they it then they gotta come and take 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)