Luyện nghe bài hát Dank Season

It's the dank season for nineteen four
the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' fuck the reason
It be pleasin' man it's dank season

It's the dank season for nineteen four
the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's chronic fuck the reason
It must be man it's dank season

For 1994, Tay is in muthafucka
An' I could never be a silly ass sucka
Busta, it in the family
Shakin' 'em, breakin' em, takin' em a vet from the bay, G

Seff the Gaffla my nigga were persuin' this
Giggalo, G, boy you're doin' this, beat
So let me kick a verse about that shit called
Don't try to play it 'cause I know you up on it

You just rolled you one, probably just smoked you one
Callin' up the hooker the ho for another one
Late night in the projects, O.C.
My brothers in the dark an' were way OD
Just flipped my money, good and I'm cheesin'
Seff'll you up or put you up on the season

the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and 4, yo
smokin' chronic fuck the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank

Rappin' 4-Tay, what's up with these
Actin' like ho's these niggas know the rules
So I'm to flow, an' let these niggas know
About the Y, the B, the G, it ain't easy me, so

Break down the dank, roll it up the quickness
Pass me a so I can cure my sickness
How many hits it take to make you stop?
How many tapes does it to make you pop?

Go ahead an' tell me I really wanna know
Smokin' ind-e-o with my Rappin' 4
Never beat around the bush I'm gettin' to the point
After every I fire up a dank joint

Gettin' high as a bird, a bald eagle
Man I can't wait they make dank legal
That'll be the day probably be the end
Loungin' in the Mo smokin' dank gin

Kinda like a but I live in the ghetto
I got you hangin' on so you not let go
a seat, what cha see, dank in your cup
Gain composure while a nigga fire up

I dank daily to the point that I'm lazy
day I smoke a half a quarter, can't faze me
You who I am, so go ahead and jam
Fire up the dank you let the tape slam, damn

I feel hella good for some
Got a nigga
in season
all the way to the bay
Ragtop with my homie Frankie J

a nigga up when he heard a nigga flow
Anotha platinum hit with the nigga 4
And oh, you know, I coulda told ya
You ain't got five on the that I hold ya
Ran out of Zags, get some more from the corner
the Gaffla, nineteen ninety Rappin' 4

It's the dank for nineteen ninety four
the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic the reason
It must be pleasin' man it's dank

It's the season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the
It must be pleasin' man dank season

a, break a twenty sack down to two joints
And fuck all that other shit niggas gettin' to the
Pass me a baggie so I can the sack
I the bass in the back, if you can hang get the contact

'Cause twistin' more than just your average dank smoker
Me an' my homies we this shit we gets ova
An everyday routine if you fakin' with paper
Call up my nigga 'cause he clockin' on this

Sticky, sticky green, oh no, I can't fade the brown
Nothin' does it better that potent ass indo weed
my composure plus this douja's got me coughin'

And if one of these niggas pass the blunt I might go off
An' snatch it up an' smash it up an' puff it it's outta there
You say you twenty dollars but ask me if I care
Now I got the munchies, need cookin' from my boo
But out with her potters they in the cut smokin' dank too

Seems that everybody's plenty marijuana
But don't let that be the reason you're caught up in some
From slippin' and this lip until you're stuck
Sucka City niggas know what's up, what's up

It's the dank for nineteen ninety four
the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' fuck the reason
It be pleasin' man it's dank season

the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and 4, yo
Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the
It must be pleasin' man it's season

Now pass that muthafucka up on the left side, man
Giggalo up G?
What's up
You I'm still just chokin' smokin' same old thing
Ain't changed

Yeah, I'ma this one out to all the dank smokers out there
all good baby boy
It's the season
And let the chronic be the reason
We up out muthafucka for 1994
Me and the Gaffla, it's like that G
we are
That's
And don't forget, it's the dank