Luyện nghe bài hát Blazin On A Sunny Afternoon

Yeah, I up around 12,
Looked to my right a bag on the shelf,
I one up, burn a zap to myself
And I don't a fuck if it's bad for my health
I'm mad out
Cos week, see my girl just left out
I went to roll j and i'm fresh out
See I'm bummed I ain't even get last night when I went out
and now the room's all hazy
Eyes start to look asian i'm blazey
Think I'm bout to lay around and be lazy
might call a squeeze over to amaze me
Yeah, as you can see I've got some
I've got my medical it's gettin' misuse
So I'm it if it's bammer I'm off it
I'm teach with a fatty of maui wowie dog shit

SUN]
n Mod Sun
Now I ain't gonna do that regular stoner rap type
Where I like, take a hit the mic before my verse,
But I'm hippie-hop, 70s mentality type
Came from a family, hip
My parents smoked js on the 7th day
even when my mom was pregnant she still blazed
So I've been before I even lived one dazed
But I ain't can chop it any way
whatever you chose
Ain't nothing bong time night for solo puffin vapor space cake Whatever it'd take to get us
do that
Yea we it
a strain alive that I haven't tasted
*Sobriety* without the Brooklyn base
I *stole some bible kids some tricks* from the guy who raised it
don't say shit]
Faded but so *vibrate*
Never been too to keep climbin
Got a drop of the Harvard's moon
Bake with me I guarantee that everyday's just like a afternoon
G hit me up
Said he was on some type shit
So where I am
Mod Sun, hippie-hop S-U-N