Luyện nghe bài hát Charlie Brown

[First
Brown, please, don't come around
Because your weed is brown
and it smells like the
You're still my homie (but no bammer)
But with that weed you don't me
When I inhale this, the creeps up on me

I love weed, especially when it me gaspin'
up a lung from that passion
Graspin' onto life every hit that I take
When I'm high, is the only time I feel
Roll it up, bags on reserve is what I
No joke I to smoke cause it calms my nerves
And if Charlie was around I guarantee a
From his dirt, brown weed means head to hurt
me a high on, red eyed zombie
smelling like oak with a of pine tree
And fuck Smokey, my Big Inhale
And I'm known to it down to the tail,
You know I mean?
build up on my fingernail
Clam baked the soundproof Lotus Pod cell
Lettin' out, when I'm blessed to
So, pass it back and let me get hit
Big

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Charlie,
weed is so sorry (mmm mmm mmmm)
You must grown it in a dusty safari
I can't smoke that no mo'
Even I'm broke and I'm po'
I smell that shit in bag,
I and run for the do'
Don't you, Charlie
And homie, you my boy
Just that junk on your spot
(Don't bring it here)
And homie, you my boy
Cause I can't never handle
I to be high
So stay the fuck off my
and don't back on my side
Charlie, (Charlie Brown)
You ain't fresh anymore
Because I to be lifted
shit grounds me to the floor
Don't me deck you, Charlie (Bitch)
Don't come 'round that
Don't nobody to hit that
Ya'll bustas to quit that
Charlie,