Luyện nghe bài hát BM's

Ahh
First day off probation, no time
Just like ancient times, and take a and roll it
Blaze it with no
After havin' to take piss tests for a whole
Smokin' with a cold beer makes me think
Why I like to drink heavily, 'cause what my P.O. was tellin' me
'You smoke, can't even eat poppy seeds
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, wine and gin
Hennessy, the last drop
To the liquor store was a cash
Drive right past the grass
Doin' the shit I ever did in my life
my life,
Resistin'
in my flesh
Probably smell
And there go Del's
Fast forward to
I smash more herb those old day's
But a whole J to the
Nah, I'm still feelin' gettin' more than weed
But now we back in Amster-D, got grams for me
Chocolate Thai, Purple
And blocks of hash that the J's last for days
Rollin' 'em so fat, circumference stuffed with major
We can put a on it
When we first got out here in Europe was everywhere
Even at the gas station, I was them at
A fast pace, when I thought shit ain't helpin' nothin'
When I can get elevated puffin' nothin''

(Scratching) puffin' nothin'...
(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
The smokin' sessions was the in the world
Plus the price was right, affordable, so to use
So fat they deserve the
And no tax so I'm
Not
a risk we takin', we ain't talkin' bout that
We in the outback, smokin' my mouth's black, how's that?
I never up a show being blowed
I sorta get it crunk
When I was
Slow liquor down boy, hit this BM, Bob Marley
A
'Cause it was as fat as the ones he rolled
When he
Down the same cobble streets
With his own
Another generation, a different time
his mind blown, thinkin' up divine poems
Blessed by the father and it gets him
With spiritualities, since it all the Karma
I used the herb for good
Some people are sure to diss, but up in Amsterdam they it
And I can't forget about
kid is brainia
Try to sell hard drugs there then claimin' ya
Life, they only with real shit
All the bomb and you want to deal it
And well, they don't 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 'til I'm back by the lake
But I roll 1 or 2 for old times sake...

(Scratching)