Luyện nghe bài hát Fo Yo Sorrows

This is dope-on-dope
but don't choke on
It's the shit, blunt junkies
Have been known to
Unless them toke of it's the

For those who think is unfair
'Cause I my smoke in the air
As if no one is there
Then I'll one tonight, fo yo sorrows

In my as I sit back
Smiling ear to ear
With a fistful of your hair
Yes, she'll blow one tonight fo yo

Daddy Fat Sacks on the scene
shot to a Three movies
But everything's like 9:15
It's to the time machine, I believe

Back to the rhymin', to the stick
to the hi-hat, tsk tsk kick
Slap, y'all nigga better think was it
We everywhere,

Like the air you
Got 'em stuck like Chuck into what we
Like a lace front wig stuck to the
believe I'll change the steeds

Take the lead, change the
it down just for the sport
Nigga, one of my rappers
to be Too Short

Now wanna sell dope, sell dope
Got a P, got a pound, got hoes, nope
Jesse Jackson had a bit of hope, for the folks
On a roll, back in nineteen eighty fo', fo'

For those who life is unfair
I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin'
Then I'll one tonight, fo yo sorrows

Just to let you that everything is straight
I say stank you very 'cause we appreciate the hate
Now go get a handgun, you fuckin' with a great
Put it mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste

Kill yourself like Sean Kingston, suicidal for a
My recitals are vital and needed for survival
Like the Bible or any other good book that you
Why are 75% of our youth magazines?

'Cause they used to fantasy and that's they do to dream
Call it addiction 'cause the truth is a heavy thing
'Member when the levee scream, made the folks
Yeah, I'm still about it 'cause New Orleans ain't clean

When we shout Dirty South, I think that is what we mean
I mean, it the rough, the tough, the dangerous, we reign supreme
Can slaughter entire teams with the ink my pen bleeds
B-I-G-B-O-I, nigga,

For those who think life is
I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin'
Then I'll roll one tonight, fo yo

In my chair as I sit
from ear to ear
With a fistful of your hair
Yes, blow one tonight fo yo sorrows

Don't want no
Just need my
I need my dope
One foot on the world
I'm in my smoke
I'm behind in my

On the burner
You can just around
But on the front
You burn, a fat one
Roll it up, that shit up
A fat one, it up
A fat, fat, fat one

This is that dope-on-dope, smoke but choke on
It's the shit, clearly blunt have been known to croak-oak-oak
Unless toke of it's, the bomb
Bombardin' the brain, the bong infinitely plays the place to

and went, hind bells spent, bent
Take another huff and puff and choke and
Icky sticky sticky and a bowl and
Pack a pipe, twist a blunt roll, light a
'Cause this is the dope-on-dope, good shit
Yeah, back and puff slow