Luyện nghe bài hát 4:20

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

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

It's about 4:20, got plenty
Stayin high as can be, fuckin wit the
You know me, bomb weed smokin til I

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
Shadow got the bomb twistin, I'm the Don
off the bomb bay, Madness representin the Chron smokers
909 way 619 days and nights, got my tight
Surely stack and don't
Madness down wit Shadow a thug's place
My versatility a different and different state
Street light stays green and I'm trees
A a J, call Fingaz it's time to spit heat
It's 4:20 on the clock, blunt's lit so I feel top
Cheif rollin til my life stops, bomb just the same
Shadow, mad blaze

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

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