Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

Man I hear y'all got some good ass 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 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 night for me, let me to y'all what I'm
talkin about man, shit was real fucked up for a though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a sack weed, when I got home I seen.....that trees
was just a big bag of seeds, niggaz 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 takin hits
off the blunt, that gobble was workin me like a downer, I to be easy,
easy, easy, easy.....

All I do, smokin and chokin, but ain't nobody got no good, so I gotta
move on, I gotta find that good, good for my lung, yea, yea, yea, cause
I'm in need for sticky 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 the weed
does your dude, throw your hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your
up if you need it, come on, I'm searchin and I'm searchin and I ain't
come up, why didn't I think of this lil Dre, let me hit em on up, I hit
em up, he he'd come 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 to find
real goody good in my hood.....

I just got off the plane, coming Cali I was...smokin so good, need to go
get me a sack now, let me roll to the hood, now I can't find tweed, and
Ken out of town, now I'm thinkin of what 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
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 getting depressed, don't love me no more, and I'm driving thru the
city, empty 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 convicted thug felon, just to see what he was sellin, it was the
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 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 need him, I hollas from my niggaz all around the way,
what's up Big Blood, my homie Big Blood, he just me a sack 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 hair 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)