Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get High

[Lloyd
I know, I ain't supposed to in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put your hands on me
(Can I get high) - without you me
you see in here tonight's
doin the thing, so why you keep player hatin on me?
(Can I get high) - without you me

[50] Ay, did you hit shit?

[Chorus: G-Unit - 2X]
la lah-lah, I be smokin
Be gettin me right, I be
Them bullshit trees, you be
barely you a buzz, me I get HIGH!

[Lloyd
I admit I got a problem, I keep comin for these
doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of
I chill, sit back on the sofa and relax my
And one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe
I blow a load, you can subtract some G's
I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya
I mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence
A musician can't operate without his
My recent success rapidly got your bitch
Haters mad they can't look cause I pitched the tints
I enter the club with of that chocolate
The smoke'll make a nigga wanna start shit
Sometimes I think bout where the niggaz the start went
Raise up a lighter and fuck up the apartment
It's just one of them things that I do my spare time
My bad habits ain't private, so share mine

[Lloyd
Now they put they hands out, of the way shit bend
So you niggaz ain't smokin if you chip in
Listen, I waited long for these to glisten
From one-room pad without a pot to piss in
betrayal is not forgiven, I do this
for my niggaz locked up that's comin home to lobster
the cop's forbidden, bout to buy momma her own mansion
Just so I can see her pop the
That Cali bud special, so I held the blunt so long
had to tell me, "Pass the weed nephew!"
Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get off
Cause the pump'll make you "Jump" Kris Kross
My nigga and it's hard to let go
So I'm blowin on that wet doe, same as Gecko
We follow hood codes and everybody in the set
We gas 'em, 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?

[Snoop
Say 'gain won't you blow it the best of them
Yes yes I blessted them, blazed up the purple palm
I told dem mess wit dem, I hold dem no testament
Do you want to wit me?
rollin, G-strollin, bad-mouthin muh'fucker
Law breakin, pimp slappin for the fuck of it
Hip-Hoppin, ziplockin, riprockin
"Thought you was an actor," I was a singer
Thought about ridin if you say you wanna hang
D.P.G. unit like danger
You might wanna manage anger
with us and stop smokin on the same stuff
Now lay on the law
This new weed I got I call it face off
Cause it'll your face off and that's a figure of speech
My niggaz a beast, on me, the West to the East, preach!