Luyện nghe bài hát Blown Away

[Intro: (Playalitical)]
What's goin on, what's up my
Ay Paul man, roll up weed, y'knowmsayin?
We 'bout to this shit, with Spoke-In-Word (yeah)
Knowmsayin, we 'bout to really make this thing
(It's that session) Bizzy Bone the Midwest Cowboy
Light a up man
No man, you smoke that I got

[Interlude: Bone (Playalitical) {female singer}]
So get hiiiigh (uhh, I can make a call, on its way)
So get (so we can get ta blowin some hay)
So get hiiiigh (I get) {blown away!}
Let's get, let's get, get, let's get hiiiigh {ohh noooo}

[Bizzy
Now up the weed in the swisha, heavenly smoke
We gonna smoke smoke smoke, leave it up in lungs 'til we choke choke
bittersweet, when I get high, but it settles
Also topsy-turvy, swerve on the
a fifth of grape Kool-Aid and Thunderbird
With the misfits, I pitch in, some of them switch
Havana just be poppin for Doris, be smokin 'dro
Fly home nervous, with the customs, enter a
I see my babies and my maid, and Puffy made my money sweep
Forty thousand, five thousand for a of yo' sticky
And I'm talkin purple haze back in '94, just it in that sock Bizzy
But they me on it, and they kept the bag for three days
I stood at the front door, right at the
better believe I'ma get my
I smoke the whole pound, met a broad and now we out of
Got married and divorced, and ever then, carryin the cross
Got married and divorced, I met a and we out of town
It's Bizzy Bone, he been carryin his cross - one love, one

[Chorus: Bone (Playalitical) {female singer}]
So get (uhh, I can make a call, it's on its way)
So get hiiiigh (so we can get ta blowin hay)
So get hiiiigh (I get) {blown away!}
Let's get, let's get, let's get, get hiiiigh {ohh noooo}
(Uhh, I can a call, it's on its way)
So get (so we can get ta blowin some hay)
So get (I wanna get) {blown away!}
Let's get, let's get, let's get, let's get hiiiigh noooo}

(Playalitical)]
Yo, yo
Take to the sky on a high, lovin you more 'til the day that I die
Dead or alive, I'ma be puffin weed, whether y'all like it or not
to the pipe and the pot, I'm gifted like a light in the spot
I even keep count of so many clouds, they just keep on passin me by
(Layzie) Bizzy when it to smokin people say I'm (Krayzie)
Could never get enough, this is my and my Flesh
and all that made me
Somebody roll up a staff of hash, those that spoke-in-word and pass
If I ain't smokin I'm servin, I smoke in third person, ask
I can recollect the swishers, but I can't the type and
Some burn, I was writin these - bars, punchlines and hyphens
Been since I was two. 'Glued off aeroponic sold. Fool
in school, I had a locker full of Downeys in blow-tubes.
Takin advantage of blazin-ads, for inflatin-vaporized-bags.
Thus, I'm smokin to pay my tab, for and smokin to pay my tab..