Luyện nghe bài hát Blazin On A Sunny Afternoon

Yeah, I woke up 12,
Looked to my right a bag on the shelf,
I twist one up, burn a zap to
And I don't give a fuck if it's bad for my
I'm mad out
Cos week, see my girl just left out
I went to roll another j and i'm out
See I'm bummed I ain't even get none last when I went out
Damn and now the room's all
Eyes to look asian when i'm blazey
I'm bout to lay around today and be lazy
Maybe call a squeeze over to amaze me
Yeah, as you can see I've got issues
I've got my card it's gettin' misuse
So I'm stop it if it's 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 regular stoner rap type shit
Where I like, take a hit the mic before my verse,
But I'm hippie-hop, 70s mentality shit
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 high before I even lived one
But I ain't can chop it any way
whatever *pbleeea* you
Ain't nothing bong time night for solo puffin vapor cake Whatever it'd take to get us copper
We'd do
Yea we it
Ain't a strain alive I haven't tasted
without the Brooklyn base means
I *stole some kids some gift tricks* from the guy who raised it
don't say shit]
Faded but that's so
been too high to keep climbin
Got a fresh of the Harvard's moon
Bake with me I that everyday's just like a sunny afternoon
G hit me up
Said he was on some type shit
So where I am
Mod Sun, hippie-hop M-O-D