Luyện nghe bài hát 4:20

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

[Mr.
I Irry come and try me
You can all around but you can't find me
With my right behind me, blowin it up
Every where that I go Gs me love
Smoke a dub in a blunt cause it no thing
How can you be a if you got no game, put you to shame
Around here we maintain, if you wanna sport platinum and wit some wood grey
If you can't hang, stop botherin
my kind of weed will have you fallin and slobberin
Me and Maddness, I ain't jokin
Come in the studio and the bong that I'm holdin
Rollin in a V12, you blame me and Big Jess for lovin wealth
Oh hell, I'm to mix it
With straight fuckin 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 Maddness with a bomb tweet
It's on the clock, Shadow's on the glock
So you know we bomb smokin, Don blowin
Rich stolen, we residental rollin
got the bomb after twistin, I'm the Don
High off the bay, Madness representin the Chron smokers
909 way 619 days and nights, got my tight
Surely stack and don't
Madness wit Shadow from a thug's place
My versatility a different page and state
Street light stays green and I'm thinkin
A roll a J, call Fingaz it's to spit heat
4:20 on the clock, blunt's lit so I feel top notch
Cheif rollin til my life stops, bomb smokin the same
Shadow, mad blaze

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

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