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Bài hát screwed up do ca sĩ Ludacris thuộc thể loại R&b/hip Hop/rap. Tìm loi bai hat screwed up - Ludacris ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Screwed Up chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: Screwed Up

Lời đăng bởi: nct.phongdq

(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) I feel better than I've ever felt before, ah!
Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and clear
I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear
'Cause my magic tricks, are so fabulous
This ***'s hazardous, got amateurs smoking cannibus
If you mad at this, damn it then (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) I made a, call to my dog, time to split the blunt and break it up
Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the weed
Zig-Zag's and golden wraps got my mind gone
Drugs don't affect my work, I still get my grind on (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer
Come close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call this the thrower potion
I'm screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower motion
I gots to have it, can't kick the habit, I've tried to shake it
The drug experiment stage if you mistake then (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off
You ain't had *** until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost
Hit it twice but don't cough, you gotta take it man
If it's a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man
Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a black Cougar
On Zab Judah, you try to jack us we *** Rugers (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) How can I say it plain?
That I'm off that Mary Jane
And if it's true what they say
Then I don't know how many cells is left in my *** brain
But I'ma keep on writing and lighting
Minds of these hungry rappers
And tell the hood that I've hired niggas and fired crackers
On the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupid
I love all races but if you hating my music then (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) I love my
I get patient we never have to take a piss test
*** a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting rest
I wake to breakfast and head
You wake up to breakfast in bed
Should I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma take the Lexus instead
Pimping ain't dead but I'll leave you niggas
Dead from all this pimping
I'm riding spinners like a pimp
That's why I'm limping (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) Off substances that's controlled
That's how this story goes
I popped the cap, broke the ice
And Lil' Flip done broke the mold
I'm so cold I think I, see dead people
Nah, that's just my homies passed out in the Regal
Believe it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me
I'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it, then (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) We doing this for them players that bang screw music
We don't pass out after 8 blunts, because we used to it
Me and Cris like Cheech & Chong
So hurry, break out the weed and the bong
'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we gotta leave it alone
And to my homie Screw, you know I gotta hold it down
And if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown (*** you!) *** you!
(*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up) (*** you!) *** you!
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(I'm screwed up)

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