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 look all around but you can't me
With my shadow right behind me, 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 wood
If you hang, then stop botherin
Bitch my kind of weed 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 for lovin 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 with a bomb alert
4:20 on the clock, Shadow's on the glock
So you know we bomb smokin, Don blowin
Line stolen, we residental rollin
Shadow got the after twistin, I'm the Don
High off the bomb bay, Madness the Chron smokers
909 way 619 and nights, got my eyes tight
Surely and don't hate
Madness down wit Shadow a thug's place
My versatility a different and different state
Street light green and I'm thinkin 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 smokin the same
Shadow, mad blaze

[Mr.
Ah shit, me and
Stay hella high, man take a X
Never stress on you twenty bag
And I never sell yay to a stranger, danger
Fuckin wit a fool you know, specially comin from D-I-E-G-O
So Cal, peep out my [Why]
In finest we gettin loked out

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