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 for a whole year
Smokin' with a cold makes me kinda think
Why I don't to drink heavily, 'cause what my P.O. was tellin' me
can't smoke, can't even eat poppy seeds
But you can buy liquor, and all you need'
It's callin' me, I used to drink
Now it's 5 or 10, plus wine and gin
Hennessy, the last drop
To the liquor store was a crop
Drive right the grass spot
Doin' the dumbest shit I did in my life
my life,
Resistin'
in my flesh
Probably funny
And go Del's money
forward to 1998
I smash more herb those old day's
But a J to the face?
Nah, I'm still gettin' drunk more than weed
But now we back in Amster-D, got grams for me
Chocolate Thai, Purple
And blocks of that make the J's last for days
Rollin' 'em so fat, circumference with major chronic
We can put a on it
When we first got out here in beer 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 straight puffin'

(Scratching) puffin' nothin'...
(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
The sessions was the best in the world
Plus the price was right, affordable, so to use
So fat they the Kodak
And no tax so I'm
Not
That's a risk we takin', we ain't bout that
We in the outback, smokin' till my black, how's that?
I fucked up a show being blowed
I didn't get it crunk
I was drunk
Slow that liquor down boy, hit this BM, Bob
A
'Cause it was as fat as the ones he rolled
When he
the same cobble stone streets
With his own
generation, a different time zone
With his mind blown, thinkin' up divine
Blessed by the father and it him farther
With spiritualities, since it all the Karma
I used the for good purposes
Some people are sure to diss, but up in Amsterdam they it
And I can't forget about
This kid is
Try to sell drugs there then they claimin' ya
Life, they only deal real shit
All the bomb and hash you to deal it
And all's well, don't even sell it for much
And the cops don't really touch, 'cause it slangin' dust
I'm writin' this, now under the influence
With impudence towards those say I shouldn't do this
Bob Marley'd out, at least I'm back by the lake
But I might 1 or 2 for old times sake...

(Scratching)