Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

Man I hear got some good ass weed around here.....

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

I got about $200 dawg, happenin...

I got you, you go....

Man ain't 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 bad night for me, let me explain to y'all what I'm
talkin about man, shit was fucked up for a nigga though, I'm
stressin.....I a sack weed, when I got home I seen.....that these 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 I gotta chalk it as
a loss, but Im mad cause Im puffin and Im puffin and ah......I still
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 that you up,
that one hit'll quit it cause you'll be too lifted after you're done takin
off the blunt, gobble was workin me like a downer, I need 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 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 that the
does your dude, throw 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 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 hard to
that goody good in my hood.....

I just got off the plane, coming from 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 thinkin of what I'ma do 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 of money and today I ain't on no budget,
searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm 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 inside, cause I can't get high, and this here ain't how I
ride, had to and holla at my lil niggaz, petty hustlin and drug peddlin,
twice convicted thug felon, just to see he was sellin, it was the brown
with stems, he swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my never said, momma never said
that it'd be like this, I'm breakin rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
shit

You ain't tell 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 Big Blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack
today, and ooh, even though he yey he, he pulled lil Bizzy to the side,
he said lil you know my lil sister she does braids, my hair must be
fucked up, but it's though, ooh, then Bizzy pulled him to the side and
hey Big Blood, you got some drugs.......

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)