Luyện nghe bài hát Bagz

Mad of weed (mixed up)

(madrox)
If it ain't green it us, your parents hate us
we smell like cannabis and remind 'em of the incubus
Another freek of the
accessible roach clips, bongs and weed pipes

(monoxide)
We comin wit the 28, a full oz
fuckin wit the weed you can keep your nose bleed
Mash all you haters actin you know me
motherfucker, what you got on my tree?

(madrox)
I smoke it down to the ash and burnin and finger tips
On for helly shit, take a and I'm passin it
Right the ashtray where it belongs
From the bag, to the j, to the tray, to the

(monoxide)
Smoke a lot of weed, cloud 9, space
try to front on my dope but I can see inside 'em
Put the flame on the end of the and start the session
And i'ma smoke it all up quick question

I hope you the papers, you know I brought the trees
So roll another joint, and hand bitch to me
We do everyday, so work it out with me
No matter what they tell us, this is

(monoxide)
Eyes out red I'm lookin faded
Clothes stank like bud, and my finger is always resinated
We ganja wit the windows up
I gotta qp, a good rolled, ready to puff

(madrox)
I smoke entirely to much for average folks
But I never that I was average, I like to smoke
Mad of weed, no stems, no seeds
All I really want, and all I need

(monoxide)
I tell you bitches, it ain't no smokin for free
If you ain't wit me
put your lips up on my motherfucking tree
Wrap your like a zig-zag
Light block with the flame and take a big drag

(madrox)
We blaze trees on the highways and the
In the casket I keep an axe in the
With a zig-zag, for the two trademark
Trees studio session we gettin sparked

(madrox)
We smoke everyday, regardless what you say
And every single with the get-right
You to get up, and shut up, with all your pride
And all you non-smokin niggas, get the outside

(monoxide)
weed smokers up in this bitch tonite
Thick clouds of weed smoke, like kryptonite
I don't drink, shoot-up, or x
Only three loves in life is bud, and sex

(madrox)
Gimme green leaves, laced up with hashish
When we rotton dirty, for police
Listen and learn, I would never steer you wrong
Knowledge gets accumulated resins in bongs

Chorus: twice