Luyện nghe bài hát Broccoli

Let's get wid it, baby
Sick wid it, baby,
Let's get sick wid it,
Said, I'm gonna get so sick wid it,
I'm gonna get high

I don't need no doctor, I don't no shrink
All I need is and a 40-oz to drink
Smokin' that now, takes me out
that broccoli now, takes me out

While I was
tried to hit me upside the head with her shoe
talin' 'bout, "Who the fuck you been it to?
Comin' home always smellin' like fish and brew"

I said "Bitch, if you get up outta my talkin' face
I'ma you real tough-like
And I can almost rest you
That it gon' be no pretty sight"

24-7 3 fin
I out my dick and spell my name in my piss
Shoot the fool, let's play for pink slips, whatchu slammin'
That there across the street? That ugly ass gremlin'

Buy some sticky, you got the
Here go some Black 'n' style, split it down the middle
that? That Oakland Crip? Nah it's that white widow
I was about to say cause they'd botha have ass
Up in the hospital, it out

I don't need no doctor, I don't no shrink
All I need is broccoli and a to drink
Smokin' broccoli now, takes me out
that broccoli now, takes me out
Smell me on this one, it out

Hit up for five and hold it for ten, I'm lung
see who got the most wind, get 'em sprung
Make 'em wanna come and spend, Afghani bomb
From juice and Gin

Fuck all of that Cristal-poppin', drinkin' shit, I'm from the block
Wheaties, Thunderbird, gorilla milk and
Boom square wide country?, Wild Rose
Smugglin' and scotch, Jagermeister and Tequila shots

Drinkin' forty ounces was how I first got my
Then I graduated to straight malt
So hah, let me take a swig of Crown Royal
What you puttin' on that blunt huh? oil

My Panamanian saha from south San
On some marijuana farm in San Luis Obisbo
Wake yo' ass up Charlie Hustle, yo' ass up, why you asleep?
'Cause, nigga that shit got my my life nigga, shit

that broccoli now, takes me out
Smokin' that now, takes me out
I don't need no doctor, I don't need no
All I is broccoli and a 40-oz to drink

Seein' and three's
intoxicated while I'm slidin' on a brim
Set of Z's and V's, Long Range Pimpin'
L-R P sophisticated wannabe's, up H O E's
Disease-infested pussy hoochie mamas, ooh ooh

Give a damn, make 2 8 9, think I had a V8
Highly carburetor, four-barrel scram
Get gas, go in sideways, figured up a philly
Ready, get that hop up away

Everybody got the munchies and ain't tryin' ta miss
We ride around the corner, nigga, there go Smith
Webulation Bust a U-ey folker, oh as I'm out
Damn that's my beeper, I got dinner at the

The and regulations of the game up in the yay
Just a bitch, silly if she gets off in my way
She's to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yay
Three or four different bitches, or six different times a day

I don't no doctor, I don't need no shrink
All I need is and a 40-oz to drink
Smokin' broccoli now, takes me out
that broccoli now, takes me out

Let's get sick wid it,
Let's get sick wid it,