Luyện nghe bài hát Be Kind 2 Your Budz

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

Yo fuckaz, you ready to get hiiiiigh?

I two joints in the morning, two at night
I smoke all day to drift away, I feel alright
I float away, til' I come on down
It's propound the sound, I get a green pound
I get stoned in the morn, to get the tone
I'm Smokin' a few 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 double-hittin'
It's written, to it to the left
Take a hit, hold it in, it hurts your chest
If you choke you ain't hittin' it right
That's what Mr. J says we gettin' every night
the three-footer let the hits last long
'cause it's all the B-B-B-Bong

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

Saint Sinna pass the
I got rip some fuckin' green bud
mutha make sure it's packed tight
I got the luv, green luv, green luv
Oh shit son, kick back and lemme on the gonja
The phat sac stash I snatched ya momma
Ima bud fiend, for the green leaf treat
Bowl, bong, pipe, blunt, joint, dreams
A wiggity ziggity zaggity,
I got the you got the papers, I got the papers you got the bags
Smoke it all up don't be a
(Inhale) Like mutha fucka?
Amateurs, never smokin' the master an'
Puff passin', lastin', hydro blastin'
fucka, you's a one hit wonda
And you assed out, passed out, the (Boom) of my thunda

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

I got on it but you can't smoke for free
You gotta come up with some cash to smoke out me
But you my homie, so ain't no fee
Let's break it out, no no seeds
(Fire it up holmes) lifted is our mission
up every hour 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) Smoke (Inhale) (Inhale)
Come on fucka (What?) Don't choke
Man up tha bowl, clear it up
I know it's hard 'cause we smoke the stuff
Good shit, good rips, good hits, be a bitch
(Whut!) Smoke it (Riiight) it
Down to the resin, one drag
(Cough) You're buying bag

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

Hey man we're 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

This weed was the shiznittle bam snip snap