Luyện nghe bài hát Chronic Song

And if you comin up on my
Then you just keep movin on
Cause we smoke it we choke on it
And we roll the chronic
One dab of only ten
Well got more than you be on it
If you bring some friends
Then they better some chronic
everybody wants it
No one gon on it
They come'n that bud
Gonna blow some and get retarted
And if nobody want the
We pack it in a bong
Get a flame and then we gonna it
And ad it to my
Ad it to my lungs, ad it to my
They in with that bud
Gonna some blunts and go get some
And then i once met a man who me
The bud he ever smoked
Is the shit he be gettin from
man this ain't no joke
And if u do want it baby
You better come into
Buy these kids with a blunt
have been trees up in the body.....Holdup

Gonna take it here, thier dead
Thier gonna bring the
be no pinchin or skempin
A nuggie out my sack
And if you kickin it in the
Baby it's cool to a blunt
Better not be any postman up
i'm just to stoned to run
And if you this
All you got to do is ask me super
I'm wrappin the bud in baggie
You know we dont no crap we get retarded
Police ask me if I'm on it
Tryin to keep me happy so I it
Bought it, it, bought it
I my brain inside my head
Roll it, toke it, it, choke it until I'm dead
I'm on my to get my bread
Ain't gonna fuck my up get money instead

I feel that bass line
And we out of
We them up the music
And you feel it in the
And if you up on the spot
to pack a fuckin bowl
While we watchin all girlies
As grind on the poll
You to a party
You comin to my
When The be leavin
Then will go