Luyện nghe bài hát Dank Season

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gettin' high as a bird, a head eagle
Man I can't wait until make dank legal
That'll be the day that'll be the end
Loungin' in the Mo smokin' drinkin' gin

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

I smoke daily to the point that I'm lazy
Every day I smoke a half a quarter, faze me
You who I am, so go ahead and jam
up the dank while you let the tape slam, damn

I hella good for some reason
Got a cheesin'
Indo's in
all the way to the bay
Ragtop Productions with my homie J

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

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

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

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

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

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

And if one of these don't pass the blunt 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 some cookin' my boo
But she's out with her they in the cut smokin' dank too

Seems everybody's smokin' plenty marijuana
But let that be the reason you're caught up in some drama
From and trippin' this lip until you're stuck
Sucka Free City niggas know what's up, up

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

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

Now that muthafucka up on the left hand side, man
Giggalo up G?
What's up
You know I'm still just chokin' same old thing
nothing changed

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