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 mudda fuckaz, you ready to get

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

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

Saint Sinna the pipe
I got rip some mutha fuckin' bud
fucka make sure 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 snatched from ya
Ima bud fiend, for the green leaf treat
Bowl, bong, pipe, blunt, joint, dreams
A wiggity ziggity zaggity,
I got the bags you got the papers, I got the you got the bags
Smoke it all up don't be a
(Inhale) Like mutha fucka?
Amateurs, never like the master an'
passin', longer lastin', hydro blastin'
Mutha fucka, a one hit wonda
And you assed out, out, from the (Boom) of my thunda

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)

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

Smoke (Inhale) (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale)
Come on mutha (What?) Don't choke
Man up tha bowl, clear it up
I know it's hard 'cause we smoke the stuff
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 bong
it up, take a rip
Clear the chamber or ya ass get (Repeated)

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

This weed was the bam snip snap sack