Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

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

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

Can I possibly get
(I mean you you might get tackled, you know what I'm saying?)
Before go and snitch
(Then again, you might fuck and make 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 driver, he's a white boy

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

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

Stop talking drugs on the telephone
Stop walking with a bunch of to my home
Stop fuckin' up, call me before you
Stop these bitches where you got it from

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

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

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One false move I can be
I the cops 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 driver, he's a white boy

As I bail down the street with my creased
Everybody looking at me look like the
Havin' conversations my gang assailants
Do you think, we police surveillance?

Asking questions giving
Smith an' Wessons on strange pedestrians
Cookin' crack up, dollar stacked up
the cops don't backup, here they come man

How long, stop runnin', stop runnin', can I
The Sheriff department's right down the
Before I have to go to
my beer so I can swallow this rock

Can I possibly get
Hurry up, the tabs, turnakit and syringes
somebody go and snitch
Before the DEA kick the off the hinges

Maybe I oughta stop water
Spend more with my son and my daughter
But my life drug me away from my wife
She couldn't with the stress and the strife

The cocaine rockin' and the rats jockin'
The late knockin' the drive way blockin'
Late at night I fantasize 'bout
But I gotta sell dope till it
For how

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

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

How can I sell?
The departments right down the block
Before I have to go to
Pass my beer so I can swallow rock

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

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

Twinkle twinkle little star
looks like a police car
Shining on my spot
A raid

I not
Little little homie my gun
I'm gonna run
Where I run, I care

Throw that dope,
Cops chase me, through the
Straight in to the woods
Fly lepord's

I hear, German
Freeze, hold it right
dealers, nightmare
Busted crack, court
No support

Handcuffs very tight, Baptist jury all
They never be my peers, sentence me twenty years
This rap so damn real, I'm glad I gotta record
If I sell a mill, this could, could happen still
What a