Luyện nghe bài hát BM's

Ahh
First day off probation, no wastin'
Just like ancient times, and take a dime and it
Blaze it with no
After havin' to take piss tests for a year
Smokin' with a cold beer me kinda think
Why I like to drink heavily, 'cause what my P.O. was tellin' me
'You can't smoke, can't even eat poppy
But you can buy liquor, and all you need'
It's me, I used to drink Heineken's
Now it's 'bout 5 or 10, plus and gin
Hennessy, finishing the drop
To the liquor store was a cash
Drive right the grass spot
Doin' the shit I ever did in my life
my life,
Resistin'
It's in my
smell funny
And there go Del's
Fast to 1998
I smash more herb than those old
But a J to the face?
Nah, I'm still feelin' gettin' more than weed
But now we back in Amster-D, got some for me
Chocolate Thai, Haze
And blocks of that make the J's last for days
Rollin' 'em so fat, circumference stuffed major chronic
We can put a on it
When we first got out here in Europe was everywhere
at the gas station, I was downin' them at
A pace, when I thought 'This shit ain't helpin' nothin'
When I can get elevated straight puffin'

(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
(Scratching) puffin' nothin'...
(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
The smokin' was the best in the world
the price was right, affordable, so more to use
So fat they deserve the
And no tax so I'm
Not
That's a risk we takin', we talkin' bout that
We in the outback, smokin' till my mouth's black, how's
I never fucked up a show blowed
I sorta get it crunk
I was drunk
Slow liquor down boy, hit this BM, Bob Marley
A
'Cause it was probably as fat as the he rolled
he strolled
Down the same cobble streets
his own beats
Another generation, a different zone
With his mind blown, thinkin' up divine
Blessed by the father and it him farther
With spiritualities, it all affects the Karma
I used the herb for purposes
Some people are sure to diss, but up in Amsterdam nurcher it
And I forget about Crystania
kid is brainia
Try to sell hard drugs there then they ya
Life, they only deal real shit
All the bomb and hash you to deal it
And all's well, they even sell it for much
And the cops don't really touch, 'cause it ain't dust
I'm writin' this, now under the influence
With impudence towards that say I shouldn't do this
Bob Marley'd out, at least I'm back by the lake
But I roll 1 or 2 for old times sake...

(Scratching)