Luyện nghe bài hát Ganja Smuggling

Biddy bong bong......

Early, early sunday morning it was a big smuggling
Ina de mud me a pick kali bud an me a load dem in off the top (?)
One by one, up de van, all of-a ganja it ram
Put it on a plane, the weed gaan a
Money jus' a pour like
Me a mogel up the lane in a rolled gold chain
Me na me girl name

Bang biddy bong bong......

Dung dere in the ghetto I go, where sufferation I know, ey
Mummy an daddy, all a' we so poor, we all had to on the floor
Storm it come and it blow dung me door, me ha fi nail up me
Me tear up, me toe just a show, me nuh know a where fi really wan' go
Mummy jus' a "poor, poor, poor", me cry, she seh "son cry no more"
Bang bang biddy bong......

rep. 1

Dung in the ghetto I go, where tribulation I once know, ey
an daddy, all a' we so poor, we all had to sleep on the floor
Storm it and it blow dung me door, me ha fi nail up me window
Me shoes tear up, me toe just a show, me nuh know a where fi wan' go
Mama tell me "nah rob drug store, police yuh, mek yu back sore ,ey "

Bang biddy bong bong......

NOTE: "all of-a ganja it ram" means "it (the van) was full up with ganja" "mogel up the lane" means to stroll/pose in a fashion