Luyện nghe bài hát 4:20

Get High, Get
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke weed
Get High, Get
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke weed

[Mr.
I feelin Irry and try me
You can look all around but you can't me
With my right behind me, blowin it up
Every that I go Gs givin me love
Smoke a dub in a blunt cause it ain't no
How can you be a if you got no game, put you to shame
Around here we maintain, if you wanna platinum and roll wit some wood grey
If you can't hang, then botherin
Bitch my kind of weed will you fallin and slobberin
Me and Maddness, smokin I jokin
Come in the studio and peep the bong that I'm
Rollin in a V12, you can't blame me and Big Jess for wealth
Oh hell, I'm to mix it
canibuseteva straight fuckin me up

It's 4:20, got plenty weed
high as can be, fuckin wit the T-H-C
You know me, bomb weed til I D-I-E

it's Maddness a bomb tweet alert
It's 4:20 on the clock, Shadow's on the
So you we bomb smokin, Chron Don blowin
Rich Line stolen, we rollin
got the bomb after twistin, I'm the Don
High off the bomb bay, Madness the Chron smokers
909 way 619 days and nights, got my eyes
Surely stack and don't
down wit Shadow from a thug's place
My versatility a different page and different
Street stays green and I'm thinkin trees
A roll a J, call Fingaz it's time to heat
4:20 on the clock, blunt's lit so I feel top notch
Cheif rollin til my life stops, bomb just the same
Shadow, Maddness mad

[Mr.
Ah shit, me and
Stay hella high, man a little X
stress on you twenty bag slangers
And I never sell yay to a stranger, danger
wit a fool you don't know, specially comin from D-I-E-G-O
So Cal, out my Vocal [Why]
In finest we gettin loked out

Get High, Get High, Get High, Get
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that