Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

Man I hear y'all got some ass weed around here.....

Yea nigga, what's happenin, I got you, what you want, how much you

I got about $200 dawg, happenin...

I got you, you go....

Man ain't no damned chronic, what the fuck......

(Hook)
Lemme y'all, I......I....I.....I got the bad weed blues.....ooh, got the
bad blues......

Last night, was a bad night for me, let me explain to y'all what I'm
talkin about man, shit was real up for a nigga though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a sack weed, when I got home I seen.....that trees
was just a big bag of seeds, these done got me for my money, I done
spent a couple of hundred, motherfucka, naw........I guess I chalk it as
a loss, but Im mad Im puffin and Im puffin and ah......I still ain't
cough.....this is not gettin me high man, I am not high, the shit too
soft, I need some weed, he gotta kick, or punch, the that fucks you up,
that one hit'll quit it you'll be too lifted after you're done takin hits
off the blunt, that gobble was workin me like a downer, I to be easy,
easy, easy, easy.....

All I wanna do, smokin and chokin, but ain't nobody got no good, so I
move on, I gotta find that good, good for my lung, yea, yea, yea, cause
I'm in need for that sticky sticky green, had my blunt yet, so a nigga
got an attitude, excuse me if I'm rude, but that's just the way the weed
your dude, throw your hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your hands
up if you it, come on, I'm searchin and I'm searchin and I still ain't
come up, why didn't I think of before lil Dre, let me hit em on up, I hit
em up, he said come on thru, he got the L.A., the L.A., I said I'd be
thru, I finally got my blunt, I'm feelin so good, it's so hard to find
that goody good in my hood.....

I just got off the plane, coming from I was...smokin so good, need to go
get me a sack right now, let me roll to the hood, now I can't tweed, and
Ken out of town, now I'm of what I'ma do when I got to get high, not to
fuck when it come to the herb, I splurge, anything ain't gone cut it, I
got paid with a pocket full of money and today I ain't on no budget,
searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm to blow, I'm feelin the stress,
I'm getting depressed, weedman don't me no more, and I'm driving thru the
city, feelin inside, cause I can't get high, and this here ain't how I
ride, had to stop and at my lil niggaz, petty hustlin and drug peddlin,
twice thug felon, just to see what he was sellin, it was the brown
weed with stems, he swore it was the bomb, I was to flip but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my momma said, momma never said
that it'd be days like this, I'm breakin rules, but ooh I gots to blaze
this

You ain't gone tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fuckin city, the
weedman, when you need him, I hollas from my niggaz all around the way,
what's up Big Blood, my homie Big Blood, he just gave me a today, a sack
today, and ooh, even though he yey he, he pulled lil Bizzy to the side,
he said lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids, my must be
fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh, then Bizzy him to the side and
said hey Big Blood, you got drugs.......

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)