Luyện nghe bài hát Blazin On A Sunny Afternoon

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

SUN]
n Mod Sun
Now I gonna do that regular stoner rap type shit
Where I like, take a hit the mic before my verse,
But I'm hippie-hop, 70s mentality type
from a family, hip days
My parents both js on the 7th day
even when my mom was pregnant she still blazed
So I've been high before I even one dazed
But I ain't confused can it any way
*pbleeea* you chose
Ain't nothing time night for solo puffin vapor space cake Whatever it'd take to get us copper
We'd do
Yea we it
Ain't a strain alive I haven't tasted
*Sobriety* without the Brooklyn base
I *stole some bible kids gift tricks* from the guy who raised it
[shh don't say
but that's so *vibrate*
Never too high to keep climbin
Got a fresh of the Harvard's moon
Bake with me I guarantee that everyday's just a sunny afternoon
G hit me up
Said he was on some 1967 type
So where I am
Mod Sun, hippie-hop S-U-N