Luyện nghe bài hát Dagga Puff

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

Ja, maar nou kyk
My bru, jou moet nie my vir 'n 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 soek nie kak nie
Ek die shit, het jy die fokken shit, my bru?
Ja, ek het die shit, my bru, hierdie is die shit

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

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

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

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

Spokie in die soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus, my mond's so
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
bubblegum, or a bucket full of fun
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, dum dum dum

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

What you have to do Oh, a lot of stuff
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, bop to the beat
to the left skoppe ill free style
Julle is deep, freak
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, weak, weak,

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

Schizophrenic panic, "Shit, the fukken cops"
Kak, man, chill, bru, you fuckin' up my
My chick is checkin out 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, hook up love
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, puff, puff,

Spokie in die rokie n reenboog
rooi ogies, jus my mond's so droog
Nogge puff puff, lag lag
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, gag, gag, gag

Off to the cafe a rumble 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 smoke a big fat
Nothing quite like it like a spiff
First you feel kief, you get muf
dagga dagga dagga, sif, sif, sif

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