Luyện nghe bài hát Blazin On A Sunny Afternoon

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

SUN]
n Mod Sun
Now I ain't gonna do that regular stoner rap type
Where I like, a hit into the mic before my verse,
But I'm hippie-hop, 70s type shit
Came a family, hip days
My both smoked js on the 7th day
even when my mom was pregnant she still blazed
So I've been high before I even lived one
But I ain't can chop it any way
*pbleeea* you chose
Ain't nothing bong time night for puffin vapor space cake Whatever it'd take to get us copper
We'd do
Yea we it
Ain't a strain alive that I tasted
*Sobriety* the Brooklyn base means
I some bible kids some gift tricks* from the guy who raised it
[shh say shit]
Faded but so *vibrate*
Never been too to keep climbin
Got a fresh of the Harvard's moon
Bake with me I guarantee that everyday's like a sunny afternoon
G hit me up
Said he was on some 1967 shit
So that's I am
Mod Sun, hippie-hop M-O-D