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 you got?

I got about dawg, what's 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 real bad night for me, let me explain to what I'm
talkin about man, shit was 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 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 shit is not me high man, I am not high, the shit too
soft, I need some weed, he 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 workin me a downer, I need to be easy,
easy, easy, easy.....

All I wanna do, smokin and chokin, but ain't 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, me if I'm rude, but that's just the way that the weed
does dude, throw your hands 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 didn't I think of this 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 to find
real goody good 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 find 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, ain't gone cut it, I
just got paid with a pocket full of money and 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, don't love me no more, and I'm driving thru the
city, feelin empty inside, cause I can't get high, and this ain't how I
ride, had to stop and holla at my lil niggaz, petty and drug peddlin,
twice convicted thug felon, to see what he was sellin, it was the brown
weed with stems, he swore it was the bomb, I was ready to but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my momma said, momma never said
that be days like this, I'm breakin rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
shit

You ain't gone tell me ain't no in this whole fuckin city, where's the
weedman, when you need him, I want hollas 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, even though he sellin yey he, he lil Bizzy to the side,
he said lil Bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids, my hair be
fucked up, but cool though, ooh, then Bizzy pulled him to the side and
said hey Big Blood, you got drugs.......

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)