Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The went to Jamaica
He was to sell some weed
He was doin'
were standin' in line
It was excellent indeed
When he came a young man
Who was peddling pot
And the slid down the beach to the kid
And said boy let me you what
I guess you of figured
I'm a head of course
And after all this
I guess I'm a conniseur of sorts
Now stuff smells okay
But this could tranquilize a
I'll bet a million in against your stash
Cause I think mines better than
The boy said my Johnny
And you ain't smoked yet
One hit of grass will kick your a@@
You got a bet

Johnny roll a of hash
And make sure it's the
Cause the got the kind of stuff they smoked in Vietnam
You'll get a million in cash if you can cope
But if you can't the devil your dope

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

Sativa, Sweet Maryjane
The devils in the backyard frying his
filled with the diggity-dank
Hold on tight it will hit you a tank

The nodded off
Because he that he was stoned
And he asked if he could by an
Of the stuff that owned
Johnny said, Devil just on back
If you ever wanna catch a
I told you once
You son of a
Mine's the there ever was

And they up doobies one by one
gonna stop until the bag is done
Green as a
Sticky as
do you get high, yes I do