Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The went to Jamaica
He was to sell some weed
He was fine
They were in line
It was weed indeed
When he across a young man
Who was peddling pot
And the slid down the beach to the kid
And boy let me tell you what
I guess you of figured
I'm a reefer of course
And all this time
I guess that I'm a conniseur of
Now your stuff smells
But this could tranquilize a
bet a million in cash against your stash
Cause I think better than yours
The boy said my Johnny
And you ain't nothing yet
One hit of this will kick your a@@
You got a bet

Johnny a ball of hash
And make sure it's the
Cause the devils got the kind of stuff they 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
a little Acapulco Gold
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 said
Hey man, stuff was great
But fill your with some of this
And to vegetate

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

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