Luyện nghe bài hát Grill

Keep
smokin'

Bring something new to the
And I don't want yams because I had some
But I can smoke blaze one almost everyday
And I shake hands and make plans with a featherweight
Wolf clan sold out when we set a date
Klux Klan the stage down let it marinate
Correlate circulate percolate a work of fate it hurts to
For me there's no
Bring the fucking food to the
And if you get make it provolone or parmesan
Rolling Mary Jane, killers pain in my arm
Holding on a dame and her main in my arm
Such a charm, so on, smoke til it's gone
withdrawn, These bitches blown
They better call Tyron, where upon
at and um, sit on a bus stop like she do salons
Or bag a bitch for me like she fucking works at
Uh

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the M, the E, the L
The L, the O, W, H
The Y, the P, the P, the E

the M, the E, the L
The L, the O, W, H
The Y, the P, get money

Never been a nigga
I ride them thuggish niggas
Mellowhigh, Squad
I ride with them niggas
Never a bitch up in the bucket, she just suck a nigga
81 box
seats, dirty sprite
Ridin' dirty through the
Shining like pearly whites
for the popo though
Fuck them
Exit out the way hit the Shake Junt
Hey my nigger G smoke eight junts
Kill the bottle, throttle
Bad still fuck with me
I fuck with y'all
But we ain't for free
All my we eat feet said we all floss
We boss ain't all talk
Sawed off y'all small
Big noise, big
Monstertruck,dumpster
Fuck the slut in dump and
Trash wang, that's up (x5)

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