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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

tried 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 pushing the seats back slow
My chick's a Rican that mean she off the rack though

Look ma, I'm eating 'cause it's time to get that dough
I sink my teeth in and turn and spit 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 smoking more than up in here
Ayo, bump this bitch, you get high off this
Because this is for all my

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

I got flavors, I'm major baby, send in the
That Blaze ya, leave dashes in your Timberland boots
fuck with haters, just mad I got a pocket of loot
I'm chasing papers, y'all try'na be a in my shoe

I'm a father, I drink with kids, these youngers thinking they hard
I think harder than they they is
Somebody's as my English 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, sweets and Dutch rollers

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

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