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 $200 dawg, what's happenin...

I got you, you go....

Man this ain't no 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 real bad night for me, let me to y'all what I'm
talkin about man, shit was fucked 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 cause Im puffin and Im puffin and ah......I ain't
cough.....this is not gettin me high man, I am not high, the shit too
soft, I some weed, he gotta kick, or punch, the shit that fucks you up,
that one hit'll quit it cause you'll be too lifted after you're done takin
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 nobody got no good, so I gotta
move on, I gotta find really good, good for my lung, yea, yea, yea, cause
I'm in need for that sticky sticky green, ain't had my yet, so a nigga
got an attitude, excuse me if I'm rude, but that's the way that the weed
does your dude, throw your up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your hands
up if you need it, come on, I'm searchin and I'm searchin and I still
come up, why I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit em on up, I hit
em up, he said he'd 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 real goody in my hood.....

I got off the plane, coming from Cali 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 around when it come to the herb, I splurge, anything ain't cut it, I
just got paid with a pocket full of and today I ain't on no budget,
searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm ready to blow, I'm the stress,
I'm getting depressed, weedman don't love me no more, and I'm thru the
city, feelin empty inside, cause I can't get high, and this here how I
ride, had to stop and holla at my lil niggaz, petty hustlin and peddlin,
twice convicted thug felon, to see what he was sellin, it was the brown
weed stems, he swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my momma said, momma never said
that it'd be days this, I'm breakin rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
this

You ain't tell me ain't no sticky in this whole fuckin city, where's the
weedman, when you need him, I want from my niggaz all around the way,
what's up Big Blood, my homie Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a
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 hair be
fucked up, but it's cool though, ooh, then pulled him to the side and
hey Big Blood, you got some drugs.......

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)