Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm damned if I do and damned if I
Holla f**k the world with my full of smoke
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my
Say Dopehouse Records, Screwston,
The in my emblem is cut like a princess
You can the Lexus, cause I got two Benzes
I'm in your hot intestines
Cause I bought her two dresses and some lenses
Got a message in a bottle, hit the throttle in my
Click and clack my auto cause I'm trying to see tomorrow
Bought a condo for my top ho cause she that taco
It's the top selling vato, twenty on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines with marines
Got for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin Kings
If it means anything for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my ABC's
Another DWI, and f**king high
I'll be out the motherf**king sun can touch the sky
They call me young Thurston Howell the
And my word
I'm a swang, I'm a
I'm a park and the curve

[Chorus: 2X]
Why when I'm not high does my
like it's missing something
I know that I be high
So that I can

I'm a use my three wishes, I'm superstitious
No matter I go I meet a bunch of horny bitches
Burn a few bridges, feed a few
F**k em so good they wake up and wash
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs, and
No French and no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you get with me
As I represent like the damn Whitney
I'm a get em I get em I loved em and I fed em
Lived in peace, I ain't gonna let em I see em I'm gonna wet
em
Shut em down like and the homie Ackavelie
Peace to Happareli and my nigga Freddy
My is thick as jelly, I love my shit muddy
Four of us in bitch and we gonna do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, leave em in a puddle
Y'all don't want no trouble with the lord of the jungle

I walks in the club, a on my dick
As the police officers patting my click
They say my bandana breaks the dress
Every f**king bitch I see is my ex ho
I'm hogging and I'm dogging and I'm crawling
Believe me this my it's time to do you all in
Everybody jump, boys trip what what
Let my double barrel go barump-pa-pump-pum
Slangin motor rocks up in no man's land
off in my "Smokey and the Bandit" Trans Am
The rope around my neck is dangling and jangling
Sometime I smoke the rain, it get wetter a penguin
Aunt sipper, hoes like Jack Tripper
Peace to Big Dipper, what the deal my
like Johnny Topy, it's Dopehouse living prosperous
I tip my waitress and she can't saying 'Gracias'