Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Teaspoon! Come here, come here, hey, hey, hey
Hey go get me two pounds of bud and two of yay
Muthafuckaz at mah house right now 'cuz

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

Can I possibly get
(I mean you you might get tackled, you know what I'm saying?)
somebody go and snitch
(Then again, you might fuck around and make a down)

I'm so paranoid, stressed, stressed, paranoid,
One move, I can be destroyed
I avoid the cops, I use a
See my driver, he's a white boy

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

All my I did nothin' but dealin'
Learned to rely on my gut
Yo name is what? I know you from where? Where?
I mean to seem vicious but you look suspicious

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

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

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

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

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

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

questions giving suggestions
Pulling Smith an' Wessons on pedestrians
Cookin' crack up, bills stacked up
the cops don't backup, here they come man

How long, runnin', stop runnin', can I sell?
The department's right down the block
Before I to go to jail
Pass my beer so I can swallow this

Can I get real?
up, pass the tabs, turnakit and syringes
Before go and snitch
Before the DEA kick the door off the

Maybe I oughta stop water
Spend more with my son and my daughter
But my life drug me away from my wife
She deal with the stress and the strife

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

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

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

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

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

I'm so paranoid, now God lay me down to
Before the cops rape, please give me a
If they accidently kill me and I don't
Pray some white person, video tape

twinkle little little star
That like a police car
on my dope spot
A raid

I not
Little little homie my gun
I'm fuckin' run
I run, I don't care

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

I hear, German
Freeze, hold it there
Drug dealers,
crack, criminal court
No black

very tight, Baptist jury all white
They could never be my peers, sentence me years
This rap so damn real, I'm glad I record deal
If I don't a mill, this could, could happen still
What a