Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The devil went to
He was looking to sell weed
He was doin'
were standin' in line
It was excellent weed
When he across a young man
Who was peddling pot
And the devil slid the beach to the kid
And said boy let me tell you
I you kind of figured
I'm a reefer of course
And after all this
I guess that I'm a conniseur of
Now your smells okay
But this tranquilize a horse
I'll bet a million in cash your stash
Cause I think mines than yours
The boy said my names
And you ain't nothing yet
One hit of this grass will kick a@@
You got a bet

Johnny a ball of hash
And make sure it's the
Cause the devils got the kind of stuff smoked in Vietnam
You'll get a million smack-a-roo's in cash if you can
But if you can't the devil your dope

The devil packed a
With a Acapulco Gold
And resin flew his finger tips
As he up his bowl
He that chamber all the way
And he a mighty hit
And as they it back and forth
It gave them both a fit
(coughing)
When the bowl was Johnny said
Hey man, that stuff was
But fill lungs with some of this
And prepare to

Sativa, Sweet Maryjane
The in the backyard frying his brain
Zig-Zag filled with the
on tight it will hit you like a tank

The devil off
Because he knew he was stoned
And he if he could by an ounce
Of the stuff that owned
Johnny said, Devil just come on
If you wanna catch a buzz
I told you once
You son of a
the best there ever was

And fired up doobies one by one
Ain't gonna until the bag is done
Green as a
as glue
do you get high, yes I do