Luyện nghe bài hát Be Kind 2 Your Budz

No stems, no seeds that you don't need, Acapolca Gold is (Inhale) bad ass weed

Yo mudda fuckaz, you ready to get

I two joints in the morning, two at night
I smoke all day to away, til' I feel alright
I float away, til' I come on down
It's propound the sound, when I get a pound
I get in the morn, to get the skin tone
I'm a few bones then I get in the zone
My budz rock the top, to get ya ass in
it tight, real tight, in the glass pipe
I blazed, real dazed, it's the shit in
You getz back handed if you get caught
It's written, to pass it to the
a hit, hold it in, until it hurts your chest
If you don't choke you hittin' it right
That's Mr. J says we gettin' ripped every night
the three-footer let the hits last long
'cause all about the B-B-B-Bong

Smoke it up, sing song
Get the phat sac for the water
Light it up, a rip
Clear the or ya ass get skipped (Repeated)

Saint Sinna the pipe
I got rip some fuckin' green bud
mutha fucka make it's packed tight
I got the green luv, green luv, luv
Oh shit son, kick back and lemme on the gonja
The phat sac stash I from ya momma
Ima bud fiend, fiendin' for the green treat
Bowl, bong, pipe, blunt, joint, dreams
A ziggity zaggity, Zig-Zags
I got the bags you got the papers, I got the papers you got the
Smoke it all up be a sucka
(Inhale) this mutha fucka?
Amateurs, smokin' like the master an'
Puff passin', longer lastin', hydro
Mutha fucka, you's a one hit
And you assed out, passed out, the (Boom) of my thunda

it up, sing this song
Get the sac for the water bong
it up, take a rip
Clear the or ya ass get skipped (Repeated)

I got five on it but you can't smoke for
You gotta come up with some cash to out with me
But you my homie, so ain't no fee
Let's break it out, no stems no
(Fire it up holmes) Gettin' lifted is our
Tokin' up every like a prescription
Red hairs, red eyes, red is all is seen
I'm a weed fiend so fuck tha visine

Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale)
Come on mutha fucka (What?) choke
Man up clean tha bowl, it up
I know it's hard 'cause we smoke the good
Good shit, rips, good hits, don't be a bitch
(Whut!) Smoke it (Riiight) it
Down to the resin, one drag
(Cough) You're next bag

Smoke it up, sing this
Get the phat sac for the water
it up, take a rip
Clear the or ya ass get skipped (Repeated)

Hey man outta papers
Aight then get me a paper roll, a corkscrew, and some tinfoil
Well, we don't have a screw
Aight, then get me an avacado, and ice-pick, and my
Trust me bro, I've made bongs less, hurry up

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