Luyện nghe bài hát 4:20

Roll that s***, that s***, smoke it
Roll s***, light that s***, smoke it
Roll, roll, roll that s***, that s***, smoke it
Roll s***, light that s***, smoke it

Yeah, or slow mo, oh no, Meth done made a killing
Call the po-po, oh is squealing, oh, y'all ain't feeling
N***** no more, the bigger they are, harder they go
Good p**** put a hump in my like Quasimoto

Hah, my sex ain't h*** vet, hold the adobo
Got rappers on that low carb diet, can't get no dough
I a low pro, file, excuse me as I get s**** out
Put hands on n*****, then put the roach out

Go head, I'm you would, ask if it's good
Man, Tarzan s*** in the woods, my s*** is hood, b****
That means I'm rich, telling you lies
Straight out the pull-pit, like Merrill Lynch I'm on that bulls***

Real s***, money come first, and even
You need all your toes and fingers to up what I'm worth, t****
So when I blow a smoke in your face, just take a hint
D****, you my space, it's Mr. Meth, pa

It's 4:20, roll up, n**** getting out
No seeds, California have you choked out
No doubt, roll up, which rims out
mean you either roll up or roll out

Roll that s***, light that s***, it
Roll that s***, light s***, smoke it

So on and so on, I flow on, power to our
Get your s**** on and I'm so gone, off, that d*****
Hard to hold on, but hold on, like I'm Pretty Toney
With that robe, got terrorist shook, because I'm so

The hood, put, me in position, I'm in the
With that book, the service I'm giving, birds they vision
Not a good look, told ya my n****, deliver
Hook or crook, lots of a**** to kick, wish I had a bigger

Yeah, taking it there, who care
stay out my mental, I got killas waiting in here
To get you, as I my pencils, tear apart instrumentals
Fuck it, y'all n***** is p****, so is the d*** that you

RZA, we done it again, occasion
Here's to short skirts and Ol' McGirt, okay, then
get it popping, like it ain't nothing to get it popping
The big and rotten's the city, too to be forgotten

4:20, roll up, n**** getting smoked out
No seeds, California w*** have you out
No doubt, roll up, which rims out
4:20 you either roll up or roll out

It's 4:20, roll up, n**** getting out
No seeds, California w*** you choked out
No doubt, roll up, rims s***** out
4:20 you either roll up or roll out

Roll s***, light that s***, smoke it

The rap game won't me
You can tell that a is shiesty
If I die, my born'll be like me, slide d*** to your wifey
Never know baby boy just might be

to rob a jack, he's so icey, stay dressed to kill
From the Hill, never ran, never
Attitude, like, fuck you still, I see you missing the
This is not a rap song, you get on

B****** break the bone, like the joint, you out your name
Disrespect ya moms, on your dame
Go public, then, s*** on fame, you overlooking the fact
Where you from, is where we at and y'all want no, parts, in that that

Caught your for sale, but real n***** don't shoot and tell
We'd do the time and rot in the cell

Roll that

The outer state, bi-coastal smoker
Inhale, Cali piff with a of glaucoma
Black jeans, black Timbs, black Benz
rise, out the sun roof when I roll up

Verrazano, with no relation to
Carlo, shots are hollow, still cop a
And pour out, moment of silence, then I swallow
I'm still alive and the sun'll come out tomorrow

Shine, shine, shine and grind, it's money on my mind
And I'm moving like my life is on the
For the bulls***, I really got no time, a clip
Really gon' let ya n***** what's on my mind

When ya getting out of line, have them lit up
You won't need a camera to get the picture
down, tape around, body bag zipped up
Carlo Verrazano, you can call me

4:20, roll up, n**** getting smoked out
No seeds, w*** have you choked out
No doubt, roll up, which s***** out
4:20 mean you either roll up or out