Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

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

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

I got about $200 dawg, happenin...

I got you, you go....

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

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

Last night, was a real bad night for me, let me explain to y'all I'm
talkin about man, shit was real up for a nigga though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a sack weed, I got home I seen.....that these trees
was just a big bag of seeds, these niggaz done got me for my money, I
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 shit is not me high man, I am not high, the shit too
soft, I need some weed, he gotta kick, or punch, the shit that you up,
one hit'll quit it cause you'll be too lifted after you're 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, 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 that sticky green, ain't 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 your dude, throw your up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your hands
up if you it, come on, I'm searchin 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 come on thru, he got the L.A., the L.A., I said I'd be
thru, I finally got my blunt, I'm feelin so good, it's so hard to find
that real goody 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 to the hood, now I can't find tweed, and
Ken out of town, now I'm thinkin of I'ma 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 of money and today I ain't on no budget,
searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm ready to blow, I'm 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 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
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 it'd be like this, I'm breakin rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
shit

You ain't gone tell me ain't no sticky in this whole city, where's the
weedman, when you need him, I want hollas from my 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 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 pulled him to the side and
said hey Big Blood, you got drugs.......

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)