Luyện nghe bài hát Dank Season

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

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

For 1994, Tay is in this
An' I could never be a silly stupid ass
Busta, it runs in the
Shakin' 'em, em, takin' em like a vet from the bay, G

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

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

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

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

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

Go ahead an' tell me 'cause I wanna know
Smokin' with my nigga Rappin' 4
Never beat around the bush I'm straight to the point
After meal I fire up a dank joint

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

Kinda like a rocker but I in the ghetto
I got you on so you better not let go
Have a seat, what cha see, in your cup
Gain your composure a nigga fire up

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

I feel hella good for reason
Got a cheesin'
in season
all the way to the bay
Ragtop Productions with my Frankie J

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

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

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

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

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

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

And if one of these niggas don't pass the I might go off
An' snatch it up an' it up an' puff it till it's outta there
You say you spent dollars but ask me if I care
Now I got the munchies, need cookin' from my boo
But she's out with her potters they in the cut smokin' too

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

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

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

Yeah, I'ma send this one out to all the smokers out there
It's all baby boy
It's the dank
And let the chronic be the muthafuckin'
We up out this for 1994
Me and Seff the Gaffla, it's like G
we are
That's
And forget, it's the dank season