Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Get High

[Lloyd
I know, I ain't supposed to in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man, put your motherfuckin hands on me
(Can I get high) - you botherin me
you see in here tonight's
doin the same thing, so why you keep hatin on me?
(Can I get high) - you botherin me

Ay, did you hit this shit?

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

[Lloyd
I I got a problem, I keep comin back for these
doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your of seeds
I chill, sit on the sofa and relax my knees
And roll one up loose to make the backwards breathe
I a heavy load, you can subtract some G's
cause I'm a smoker, too of this to choke ya
I don't to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence
A musician can't operate his instruments
My recent success got your bitch convinced
Haters mad they look inside cause I pitched the tints
I the club with baggies of that chocolate
The secondhand make a nigga wanna start shit
Sometimes I think bout where the from the start went
up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment
It's just one of them things I do with my spare time
My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma mine

[Lloyd
Now they put they hands out, of the way shit bend
So you ain't smokin if you don't chip in
Listen, I waited long for these to glisten
From that one-room pad without a pot to in
Overt is not forgiven, I do this
for my niggaz locked up that's comin home to lobster
Helpin the cop's forbidden, bout to buy momma her own
so I can see her pop the ribbon
That Cali bud special, so special I held the blunt so
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" like Kross
My dead and it's hard to let go
So I'm blowin on that wet doe, same as Gecko
We hood codes and everybody in the set know
We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you ho?

[Snoop
Say 'gain you blow it with 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 to smoke wit me?
Weed rollin, G-strollin, bad-mouthin
Law breakin, pimp slappin for the fuck of it
Hip-Hoppin, ziplockin, gangbanger
"Thought you was an actor," I was a singer
Thought about if you say you wanna hang tough
D.P.G. unit sounds danger
You might wanna manage anger
with us and stop smokin on the same stuff
Now lay on the law
This new that I got I call it face off
Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of
My niggaz a beast, on me, from the to the East, preach!