Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

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

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

I got about $200 dawg, happenin...

I got you, you go....

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

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

Last night, was a bad night for me, let me explain to y'all what I'm
talkin man, shit was real fucked up for a nigga though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a weed, when I got home I seen.....that these trees
was just a big bag of seeds, these niggaz got me for my money, I done
spent a of hundred, motherfucka, naw........I guess I gotta chalk it as
a loss, but Im mad cause Im and Im puffin and ah......I still ain't
cough.....this shit is not gettin me man, I am not high, the shit too
soft, I need some weed, he gotta kick, or punch, the shit fucks you up,
that one hit'll it cause 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, and chokin, but ain't 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, had my blunt yet, so a nigga
got an attitude, excuse me if I'm rude, but that's just the way that the
your dude, throw your hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your 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 come on thru, he got the L.A., the L.A., I I'd be
right thru, I finally got my blunt, I'm feelin so good, it's so to find
that real goody in my hood.....

I just got off the plane, coming Cali I was...smokin so good, need to go
get me a sack right now, let me roll to the hood, now I find tweed, and
Ken out of town, now I'm thinkin of I'ma do when I got to get high, not to
fuck around when it come to the herb, I splurge, anything gone cut it, I
just got paid with a pocket full of and today I ain't on no budget,
high, low, out of my mind, I'm ready to blow, I'm feelin the stress,
I'm getting depressed, weedman don't love me no more, and I'm driving 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 thug felon, just to see what he was sellin, it was the brown
weed with stems, he it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my momma never said, never said
that it'd be days this, I'm breakin rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
this

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

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)