Luyện nghe bài hát A Million and 1 Buddah Spots

Still walkin' the streets with my hand on my black Tec
My brain is high like New Jersey do car thefts
I'm high, I sag my two black guys
I be brief but my Karl kani's didn't dry

I the blunt for all you underground chumps
My smoke bangs like freshly picked from the swamps
So nigga how you roll a Aiyyo, how you roll a blunt
the script on some other shit like how you roll a cut

Now, I the Maui, wow-wee
Then be back for me, I'm sure, like Al B
Go uptown, smoke quarter-pounds at the
Keith Murray meets me at the spot the bom-ba

Go back to smoke with Diezel Don
Huh, pick up a bag my block, two O's the number
Who can get swift with the mist
Plus I'm crisp like CD's on in 3D

My respect it, cosmic injected
That cause me to set it off just that club record
Hit it from the back, stay like two packs of lubricants
gonna hurt, no it's not I got experience
The funk dweller, creeps your cellar
And if your don't know your ass better tell her, like this y'all

Like this y'all, like y'all 'cause like this y'all

There's a million and one blunt spots all the world
That got herb for all you boys and girls
Which one do you go to?
one do you go to? [Incomprehensible]

I'm packin' Buddha by the pounds and my Phillies from knapsacks
Hey yo I didn't know your nickel come that fat
Yo check it, my lyrics the track butt-naked
Catch the local to the A to the Buddha to my

And I, set the on fire
Get a billion people higher, from just one blunt in my
You swore to God you was mixed in
The rhymer bombs squads and MC's like Shocklee

I spend a knot at all the Buddha
fifteen to fifty-fifth I ran all through the blocks
I set it off jock, I light a blunt for my D
That's doin' three flas, now I get the hash at

You can't with my funk 'cause my funk is kinda abstract
Pass that, my stuff I'm rough like McGruff on
There's a million and one blunt spots in
Yeah, I'm ya

Now just throw your up in the motherfuckin' air
Smoked out with niggaz from north New York to
I rip the nouns antonyms to synonyms
'Cause I got soul James Brown and Rakim, Rock M&M

One of the America's Blunted
Smoked out with MC and compton most wanted
Ninety degrees, smoke L.O.D. on the Island
Then back to Stat, to smoke more with the Shaolin

I showed the women how to a blunt stronger
But it work because they lee nails got longer
But the weed is for when you're mackin'
And girls can front it off like they don't know shit happened
I know what happened, I told her,
that motherfucker so check

My stamina, your ass couldn't with cameras
Leave you on your like Godzilla did Gamorrah
Props on blocks smokin' the and what-nots
I might catch a bag sale from bus stops