Luyện nghe bài hát For the Oners

Who high in this bitch is you really on
its some grapes that you smokin you really on
Im on a eighth a quarter ounce of grapes a of patron and i aint even 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 north and you was you was on too
im feeling great im 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 still throw up on yo
I aint encouraging to be stoners
but this song here is for the oners
a hate choke him out like homer
drama you dont want it my put that on her

Popped a and i got high snort up lines til my brain fry
we blow some doin it hundred always and always blunted
got got weed if you got it blaze it up
gotta puff puff puff on that green stuff
i don't do it for the suckas but i do it for the
in the jungle in the belly of the beast
only g man i live by the mall
man haters gonna hate cause they doin job
over dose the boy don't learn a Newport dip it in sherm
posted all day right where the thugs be
up a pill right in my hennesy
speakers bumpin cant hear my
if asks tell em turf on

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

in the trap house waitin on the drop off
your girl in the givin head shes a jump off
gorrila in the trunk gettin cause im cutthroat
everybody know me got that pure coke
all the hoes choosin im 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
in the club but i won't sell a damn
but the mother fuckin mob keep it lit we so thug
look motha fucker im from cali we the plugg
look everybody out here but they show us love
on in the bay but they know watsup
ask em who the niggas is everybody its us
its on like shit aint a i could trust
they aint talkin millions mothafuckas give it up

like my and my watch shit i stay on
well that's you respect nigga my big homie b strong
southeast shit been since the hour
seein in the sky like its 4th of july
up all night i aint been to sleep yet
couple ounces and a bong layin to the tek
face drippin sweat like i in the game
paint wet like its playin in the rain
yeah i do the thang but i don't do that
but ima put it in my life no matter im at
if im ridin in my or im ridin in my lac
ima ride to the just to get another sack
man i dont know i burn mo, weed or money
keep it on deck if ya it from me
we got it fo the low down in san da
we aint on to shit we lettin everything go