Luyện nghe bài hát Dis Iz 4 All My Smokers

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

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

Ayo, Meth, what's up, nigga? Doc, what's good?
Got that bush and that backwood, up in any hood
Yup, I'm hood, my brother, love me some Cali kush
thought that little bush in that baggie would have me hooked

I'm a pothead, everyone look and point your
At the bad guy the cottonmouths and glass eyes
Fuck it, I'm that high, I'm smoke clouds
Got my head in the clouds, it, I'm that fly
Doc, up, nigga?

You how I bust
Find me drunk, 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 with 5-0 on it
It's like the blunt, when you ain't got on it
I challenge any opponent, who wanna
We can puff 'til our voice get lower than Tone Loc,

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

I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Ain't smoking more than Meth up in here
Ayo, bump this bitch, you get high off this
Because is for all my smokers

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

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

They to make me go to rehab, no
Tell my P.O. that I ain't trying let the bag go
You can catch me in the whip pushing the seats back
My chick's a that mean she off the meat rack though

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

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

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

I got flavors, I'm major baby, in the troops
That Johnny Blaze ya, dashes in your Timberland boots
fuck with haters, just 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 thinking hard
I think harder than think they is
Somebody's proper as my English is and hope I did my
I die for the things I did

Everybody light it up and smoke your man
And cigarette change ya game plan
'Cause this is for all my smokers
Backwoods, Swisher sweets and rollers

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

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

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