Luyện nghe bài hát Dis Iz 4 All My Smokers

This is for all my
Woo, one more, just the thing at the end of it
Alright, me one more time on the count of three
1, 2, 3, is for all my smokers

Yo, ya'll done the album, you heard, yes sir
is for all my smokers
This is for all my

Ayo, Meth, what's up, nigga? Doc, really good?
Got that bush and that backwood, light up in any
Yup, I'm hood, my brother, love me some Cali kush
Never thought that little bush in that would have me hooked

I'm a pothead, everyone look and your fingers
At the bad guy the cottonmouths and glass eyes
Fuck it, I'm that high, I'm blowing clouds
Got my in the clouds, fuck it, I'm that fly
Doc, what's up,

You know how I
me drunk, fucked up at the cannabis cup
For those who don't smoke, get the middle up
You smoke more than us, nigga, it's beginner's

My truck, ride 5-0 eyes on it
like the blunt, when you ain't got five on it
I any opponent, who wanna smoke?
We can puff 'til our voice get than Tone Loc, like

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ain't smoking more than me up in here
Pump this shit, you get high off here
Because is for all my smokers

I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ain't nobody smoking more than Meth up in
Ayo, bump this bitch, you get high off here
Because this is for all my

Yo, I'm oh my God, oh my God
I start growing sour D's in my garage
Now on the block, say I'm on my job
'Cause now I rock more chains than

This my entourage, not HBO
A see me, she like, oh, there he go
You can with the bro if you got ass and nice tits
But fuck you with that, I'm high off of shit

They tried to me go to rehab, no
Tell my P.O. that I trying let the weed bag go
You can catch me in the whip pushing the back slow
My chick's a Rican that she off the meat rack though

Look ma, I'm eating 'cause when time to get that dough
I sink my teeth in and turn around and spit flow
They call me beasting, I monster the boo, so when cut
I leave 'em bleeding, little swag' with Miss Dashin' season

Like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ain't nobody smoking more than Meth up in
Ayo, bump this bitch, you get off this here
this is for all my smokers

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yo, don't nobody more than Doc up in here
Ayo, bump this bitch, you get high off this
Because this is for all my

I got flavors, I'm baby, send in the troops
That Johnny ya, leave dashes in your Timberland boots
Can't fuck with haters, mad I got a pocket of loot
I'm chasing papers, y'all be a rock in my shoe

I'm a father, I don't drink with kids, these youngers they hard
I think than they think they is
Somebody's proper as my is and hope I did my thing
Before I die for the I did

Everybody light it up and with your man
And cigarette smokers change ya game
this is for all my marijuana smokers
Backwoods, Swisher sweets and rollers

Yeah, I pull over, start out money
'Cause I buy weed like 420
You know what else is funny, I found was so
I'm Cheech and Chong brother got different mothers

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yo, don't nobody smoke than Doc up in here
Ayo, bump this shit, you get high off here
Because this is for all my

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
nobody smoking more than Meth up in here
Ayo, bump bitch, you get high off this here
Because this is for all my