Luyện nghe bài hát 4:20

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

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

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

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

[Mr.
Ah shit, me and
Stay hella high, man take a X
Never stress on you bag slangers
And I sell yay to a stranger, danger danger
Fuckin wit a fool you don't know, specially 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, Smoke weed