Luyện nghe bài hát Be Kind 2 Your Budz

No stems, no seeds that you don't need, Acapolca 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, til' I feel
I just float away, til' I on down
It's propound the sound, when I get a green
I get stoned in the morn, to get the skin
I'm a few bones then I get in the zone
My budz rock the top, to get ya ass in
Pack it tight, real tight, in the glass
I getz blazed, dazed, it's the shit in
You getz back if you get caught double-hittin'
written, to pass it to the left
Take a hit, it in, until it hurts your chest
If you don't choke you hittin' it right
That's what Mr. J says we gettin' every night
Grab the three-footer let the last long
'cause all about the B-B-B-Bong

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

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

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

I got on it but you can't smoke for free
You gotta up with some cash to smoke out with me
But you my homie, so ain't no fee
break it out, no stems no seeds
(Fire it up holmes) Gettin' lifted is our
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) (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale)
Come on mutha (What?) Don't choke
Man up tha bowl, clear it up
I know it's hard we smoke the good stuff
shit, good rips, good hits, don't be a bitch
(Whut!) it (Riiight) Toke it
Down to the resin, one last
(Cough) buying next 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 with less, hurry up

This weed was the bam snip snap sack