Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The went to Jamaica
He was looking to sell weed
He was doin'
They standin' in line
It was weed indeed
When he came across a man
Who was peddling pot
And the slid down the beach to the kid
And said boy let me you what
I you kind of figured
I'm a reefer head of
And all this time
I guess that I'm a of sorts
Now your stuff okay
But could tranquilize a horse
I'll bet a million in against your stash
Cause I think better than yours
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 the bomb
Cause the got the kind of stuff they smoked in Vietnam
You'll get a smack-a-roo's in cash if you can cope
But if you can't the devil gets dope

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

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

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

And they up doobies one by one
Ain't stop until the bag is done
as a bullfrog
Sticky as
do you get high, yes I do