Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The devil to Jamaica
He was to sell some weed
He was doin'
were standin' in line
It was excellent indeed
When he came across a man
Who was peddling pot
And the devil slid down the to the kid
And boy let me tell you what
I guess you of figured
I'm a reefer head of
And after all this
I guess that I'm a conniseur of
Now your stuff okay
But this tranquilize a horse
I'll bet a in cash against your stash
Cause I think mines better than
The boy said my names
And you ain't nothing yet
One hit of this grass will kick a@@
You got a bet

roll a ball of hash
And make sure the bomb
Cause the devils got the kind of stuff they smoked in
You'll get a million in cash if you can cope
But if you the devil gets your dope

The devil a bong
a little Acapulco Gold
And resin flew from his finger
As he fired up his
He filled that all the way
And he a mighty hit
And as they passed it back and
It gave both a coughing fit
(coughing)
When the bowl was finished said
Hey man, that stuff was
But fill your lungs some of this
And to vegetate

Cannibis Sativa, Maryjane
The devils in the frying his brain
Zig-Zag filled the diggity-dank
Hold on tight it hit you like a tank

The nodded off
he knew that he was stoned
And he asked if he could by an
Of the stuff that owned
said, Devil just come on back
If you ever wanna a buzz
I done told you
You son of a
Mine's the best ever was

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