Luyện nghe bài hát Dagga Puff

Yo, wat
Het jy die
Ja, my bru, jy mos

Ja, maar nou kyk
My bru, jou nie my vir 'n fokken poes vat nie
Kyk hier nou, my bru, ek vat nie vir jou vir 'n nie man
Ons ken mos mekaar, is ons kla

Ja, okei, maar ek nie daai kak nie
Ek die shit, het jy die fokken shit, my bru?
Ja, ek het die shit, my bru, shit is die shit

kak nie
Ek sal daai kak vir jou verkoop nie
Ek hier op die fokken hoek, hulle ken my
Vra enige iemand, sal vir jou se
"Rompelstompel, ja, daai ou se is die shit, my bru"

So dis die shit, ne?
Ja my bru dis die
Jy vat my nie vir n poes nie?
Naai, ek vat nie vir jou vir n nie, my bru
Ok, do this

Dagga, dagga, puff, dagga, dagga, puff,
Ek's lus vir 'n bietjie
phone Clive, hook up some love
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, puff, puff,

O, liewe Here, man, it smells so
Stinky fingers mull, mull, mull, mull
Roll it up tight, gimme that
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga,

Spokie in die soos n reenboog
Twee ogies, jus, my mond's so droog
Nogge puff, lekker laf lag
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, gag gag gag

Off to the cafe with a in my tum
Got the for the munchies yum yum yum
Chappies bubblegum, or a bucket of fun
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, dum dum dum

in the morning, smoke a big fat spliff
Nothing like it, like a spaceman spiff
First you feel kief, you get muf
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, sif, sif, sif

What you have to do today? Oh, a lot of
Ag man, los it, bra, take puff
Jirre, laugh, sit jou mind off
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, dof, dof, dof

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie, rappers bop to the
Pass to the skoppe ill free style
Julle is deep, freak
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, weak, weak,

insane in the membrane, bro
So fokken lekker rappers come and go
to be the ou, nou's jy fokken flou
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, yo, yo, yo

Schizophrenic panic, "Shit, the fukken cops"
Kak, man, chill, bru, you up my high
My chick is out that guy, kom, ons fukken waai
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, die, die, die

(Drop the beat Hi-Tek, Christ)

Dagga, dagga, puff, dagga, dagga, puff,
lus vir n bietjie bobbejaantwak
Let's phone Clive, up some love
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, puff, puff,

in die rokie soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus my so droog
puff puff, lekker lag lag
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, gag, gag, gag

Off to the cafe with a in my tum
Got the money for the yum yum yum
Chappies or bucket full of fun
dagga dagga dagga, dum, dum, dum

Early in the morning a big fat spliff
Nothing quite it like a spaceman spiff
you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga dagga dagga, sif, sif, sif

Een twee drie vier vyf ses
Rook te veel en dink oor jou lewe