Luyện nghe bài hát BM's

Ahh
First day off probation, no time
like ancient times, and take a dime and roll it
Blaze it no fear
havin' to take piss tests for a whole year
Smokin' with a beer makes me kinda think
Why I don't like to drink heavily, what my P.O. was tellin' me
'You can't smoke, can't even eat seeds
But you can buy liquor, and drink all you
It's callin' me, I to drink Heineken's
Now it's 'bout 5 or 10, plus 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,
arrest
It's in my
Probably funny
And there go money
forward to 1998
I smash more than those old day's
But a J to the face?
Nah, I'm still feelin' gettin' drunk more weed
But now we back in Amster-D, got grams for me
Thai, Purple Haze
And blocks of hash that 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
Even at the gas station, I was them at
A fast pace, when I thought 'This shit ain't nothin'
When I can get elevated puffin' nothin''

(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
(Scratching) puffin' nothin'...
(Scratching) Straight nothin'...
The smokin' sessions was the in the world
Plus the was right, affordable, so more to use
So fat deserve the Kodak
And no tax so I'm
Not
That's a we takin', we ain't talkin' bout that
We in the outback, smokin' till my mouth's black, how's
I fucked 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 probably as fat as the he rolled
When he
Down the same cobble stone
his own beats
Another generation, a different zone
With his 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 are sure to diss, but up in Amsterdam they nurcher it
And I can't forget Crystania
This kid is
Try to sell hard drugs there they claimin' ya
Life, they deal with real shit
All the bomb and hash you want to it
And all's well, they even sell it for much
And the cops don't touch, 'cause it ain't slangin' dust
I'm writin' this, right now the influence
With impudence those 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)