Luyện nghe bài hát Blazin On A Sunny Afternoon

Yeah, I woke up 12,
Looked to my right a bag on the shelf,
I one up, burn a zap to myself
And I don't give a fuck if bad for my health
I'm mad out
Cos last week, see my girl just out
I went to roll j and i'm fresh out
See I'm bummed I ain't even get none last night I went out
Damn and now the all hazy
Eyes start to asian when i'm blazey
Think I'm to lay around today and be lazy
might call a squeeze over to amaze me
Yeah, as you can see I've got some
got my medical card it's gettin' misuse
So I'm it if it's bammer I'm off it
I'm teach a fatty full of maui wowie dog shit

[MOD
n Mod Sun
Now I ain't gonna do that regular rap type shit
I like, take a hit into the mic before my verse,
But I'm hippie-hop, 70s mentality type
Came a family, hip days
My both smoked js on the 7th day
Shit even when my mom was she still blazed
So I've been high before I even lived one
But I ain't confused can it any way
whatever *pbleeea* you
Ain't nothing bong time night for solo puffin vapor space cake Whatever it'd to get us copper
We'd do
Yea we it
Ain't a strain alive that I tasted
without the Brooklyn base means
I *stole some kids some gift tricks* from the guy who raised it
[shh don't say
but that's so *vibrate*
Never been too high to keep
Got a drop of the Harvard's moon
Bake with me I that everyday's just like a sunny afternoon
G hit me up
he was on some 1967 type shit
So that's I am
Mod Sun, hippie-hop M-O-D