Luyện nghe bài hát For the Oners

Who high in this bitch is you really on
its some grapes that you what you really on
Im on a eighth a quarter ounce of grapes a shot of patron and i aint ate
say fab when you started smokin
get out my business cousin i was and raised in Oakland
My daddy's from the kept me on to
If you from the and you was smokin you was on too
im great im feelin fine
My og homie he just broke down a line (he's with his nose)
So what grow up nigga
thats grown man shit you throw up on yo liquor
I encouraging yall to be stoners
but this song right is for the oners
a nigga choke him out like homer
drama you dont want it my mama put on her

Popped a pill and i got high snort up til my brain fry
we blow some doin it hundred always drunk and always
got got weed if you got it blaze it up
gotta puff puff puff on that sticky stuff
i don't do it for the but i do it for the streets
in the concrete in the belly of the beast
only g man i live by the mall
man haters hate cause they doin they job
over the boy don't learn take a Newport dip it in sherm
posted all day right here where the be
up a pill right in my hennesy
speakers bumpin cant my phone
if anybody tell em turf on

my Thizz face on and im zonin both of em in 2 in the mornin
in the mud give me henny or the remmy
i hit the liquor and i don't spend a penny
get it they hear me if you near me gather round
im up now and i aint layin down and i playin around
cause im super up double tuck if a nigga act up
shimmy shimmy yo shimmy yah yay
round to a pot thats some wizzle to day
ima all day all you suckas in the way
see me where they do it at rozz twizzle

Sittin in the trap house on the drop off
your girl in the room givin head a jump off
in the trunk gettin drunk cause im cutthroat
everybody know me got that pure uncut
all the hoes im refusin if the dough short
bitch im so on i get on a short note
on a g5 pullin on a short port
but i gotta QP chillin in my louis
sparkin in the club but i sell a damn
but the mother mob keep it lit we so damn thug
look motha fucker im cali we the down plugg
look everybody out here but they show us love
everybody on in the bay but know watsup
ask em who the niggas is know its us
its on like aint a mothafucka i could trust
they aint talkin millions mothafuckas give it up

like my chain and my shit i stay on
well that's what you respect my big homie b strong
southeast been poppin since the hour
seein in the sky like its 4th of july
Been up all i aint been to sleep yet
couple ounces and a layin next to the tek
drippin sweat like i played in the game
paint wet like its playin in the rain
yeah i do the damn thang but i do that
but ima put it in my life no where im at
if im ridin in my benz or im in my lac
ima ride to the trap just to get sack
man i dont know what i burn mo, weed or
keep it on if ya need it from me
we got it fo the low down in san da
we aint holdin on to shit we everything go