Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Blunts A Day

*(Numskull talking)*

Like they always say what's good fo Num is good fo Yuk. Let's
get high.

*(Christion)*

20 a day
Hin an ala zae.
20 a day
Hin an ala zae.

*(Christion Yukmouth)*

One (echos) (Drink A Lot.... all day)
Two (echos)
(echos) (Smoke A Lot.... all day)
(echos)

1 *(Numskull)*

You know what I to do,
came to drink wit a gold same as you,
drop a on the bar,
for a of Hindu,
got freaks wit me get gin too,
I know hoes the same as me,
'cause they came to the club like freak nasty,
pullin on the floor,
nasty as you wanna,
rub-a-dub-dub,
lap in the corner,
ol shit,
ol hits,
ol click,
ol dick,
bitch look in my eyes,
I ain't payin,
ya shoulda known niggaz ain't playin,
juss pull yo drawls so a nigga can see,
'cause I doubt the pussy is fuckin wit me,
pop a to the back,
pop a to the front,
but damn, open yo thighs pick up my BLUNT,
ya really want,
what ya need,
pop the breaks on shit an lets get keyed,
I always pictured you in neon lights,
big 44 D's,
a sight,
you an me we can get respect,
two shots of hin an we'll be on deck,
you my type,
you ol hoe,
you my type,
you know.

*(Christion)*

Hin, an ala-zae, I'm like I wanna hurl.
Hin, an ala-zae, I think I'm leave this world.
Hin, an ala-zae, I drink-a-lot all day,
Hin, an ala-zae, that's why I'm lookin way.
Hin, an ala-zae, I think I a lil mo.
Hin, an ala-zae, yo mama to the store.
Hin, an ala-zae, I keep my vision straight.
Hin, an ala-zae.

2 *(Yukmouth)*

Smoke-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot,
why you
20 blunts a day, you choke,
why bitches doggystyle, nut yo throat,
get up while my on yo coat,
an I'm Too $hort,
the block,
on fourth,
my nigga Num drunk on the porch off a fuckin quart of O.E.,
an dime ass nigga,
to a top hat balla,
big like E-Fourtee,
niggaz me,
only smoke weed, blow trees,
keys,
see me in a E-3 dub,
rollin up, everytime you see Yuk,
us,
only bad bitches us,
turn yo main squeaze a cheata,
reefa,
off my DK's,
an she us up wit the whole sneaka,
an her pussy,
yo ass cheeks up so I could see,
mix the up wit the back yard boogie,
woogie,
nuts on yo Donna Carra hoodie if it's all goodie,
an be a,
ride a Benz wit my what??
trees up,
rollin up,
on my way to the V-up,
to put the g's up,
see Yuk,
hella high, tinky eyed Korea.

*(chorus)*

20 blunts a day, I gettin high all day.
20 a day, an the blunts get bigger.
20 blunts a day, excuse me if my are glazed.
20 blunts a day, that's why I'm this way.
20 a day, eenie-meenie, minie-mo,
20 blunts a day, sticky, indo,
20 blunts a day, step an let me blaze
20 a day.
Blazed.

*(2 Crew)*

3 *(Black Marquis)*

Do it on the way to San Jose,
20 blunts a day from the of the Bay,
I'm scratch,
but they call it Kali,
I'm walkin the spot in my crocodile ballies,
20 bag please,
20 East,
I smoke a stanky an get high as a tree,
wit my dime mommie,
bees keeper,
when the shake her ass,
you should see her,
wit a on braclet,
laced watches,
jeans,
wit her in the pocket,
the bitch is real bad in a Jag,
sittin on chrome on paper tag,
slidin off g-string off in a bag,
dolla eyes, an a stash full of hash.

Verse 4 *(Young Ice)*

Back to the side niggaz blaze,
home of the crew, an the shake,
straight club where the hoes be poppin,
all hard, tryin to shake a lil sumpthin,
lookin fo the one do me right,
who me cummin all through the night,
ain't no pitty if you fall to knees,
me,
me,
but please,
let a hit it,
bitch I you wit,
the back, 'cause my dicks all in it,
I stick it in, it ain't no thang,
stay hard,
on Ginseng,
come an be my dancer,
a like me is yo only answer,
at yo boy if you wanna play,
I got hoes Miami, up to the Bay. (echos)

*(chorus)*