Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The devil went to
He was looking to sell weed
He was fine
They standin' in line
It was excellent weed
When he across a young man
Who was likewise pot
And the devil down the beach to the kid
And boy let me tell you what
I you kind of figured
I'm a reefer head of
And after all this
I guess that I'm a of sorts
Now your stuff smells
But this could a horse
I'll bet a million in cash against stash
I think mines better than yours
The boy said my names
And you smoked nothing yet
One hit of this grass kick your a@@
You got a bet

Johnny roll a ball of
And make it's the bomb
Cause the devils got the kind of stuff they smoked in
You'll get a smack-a-roo's in cash if you can cope
But if you can't the gets your dope

The packed a bong
With a little Acapulco
And resin flew his finger tips
As he fired up his
He that chamber all the way
And he a mighty hit
And as passed it back and forth
It gave them a coughing fit
(coughing)
When the bowl was finished Johnny
Hey man, that was great
But fill your lungs with of this
And prepare to

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

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

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