Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

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

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

I got $200 dawg, what's happenin...

I got you, you go....

Man this no damned chronic, what the fuck......

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

Last night, was a real bad for me, let me explain to y'all what I'm
about man, shit was real fucked up for a nigga though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a sack weed, when I got home I seen.....that these
was just a big bag of seeds, these niggaz 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 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 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 done takin hits
off the blunt, that gobble was me like a downer, I need to be easy,
easy, easy, easy.....

All I wanna do, and chokin, but ain't nobody got no good, so I gotta
on, I gotta find that really good, good for my lung, yea, yea, yea, cause
I'm in need for that sticky green, ain't had my blunt yet, so a nigga
got an attitude, excuse me if I'm rude, but that's just the way that the
does your dude, throw your hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw hands
up if you need it, come on, I'm 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 he'd on thru, he got the L.A., the L.A., I said I'd be
right thru, I finally got my blunt, I'm feelin so good, it's so hard to
that goody good in my hood.....

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

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

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)