Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

[Intro:
roll it up
Somebody it up
roll it up
Somebody it up

[Verse 1: Webby]

Smoking on (yeah man)
So put down the coke and the
No opiate your mental
Let your go, no dress code
breathe it and feel it
And if you can it and need some I'll get it
Got peoples who it, believe me
They more trees on the street than the week after Christmas, hah
Only need that that grow from out the ground
Got the plug Collie Buddz, and then we cop it by the pound (yeah)
Dispensaries are popping up all town
No more law to me now, it's going down
Yeah, no longer do we hide it
Or smoke up when in private
In recreational climate
No Five-O be through my whip
Smelling bud at the function
No worries your assumptions
No worries people's judgement
And if they judge fuck them, we puffing
the ganja party like we Tasha Marley
Rastafari calamari, too much pot to carry
I be on other shit, roll another spliff
Blast off outer space on the mothership
Fucking loving it,

[Chorus:
High marijuana smoking (oh yeah)
High marijuana smoking (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
High grade smoking (oh yeah)
grade marijuana smoking (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge:
on the tip of me tongue
Marijuana fill up my lungs
Water be the chalice I run
Cali farm often a gun
water we often do run
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah [?] come
Lighting a with a spark of me gun
of grades out in the sun, yeah

[Verse 2: Dizzy
my own strain
I got sativa cause hype
I doing my own thing
my business and twisting my fire
And suddenly, I see my rang
I it Dizzy Wright
Me and make you feel like you in the wrong lane
Turned up, living the stone age
Take you to a higher bro
This wonderful if I can say so
No in my heart, I let hate go
I'm on the legal marijuana
Can't this my reality, right?
I know you be mad at me
But it get hard when you finding them flavors you
You know it's fire if them haters get
You it correctly
More flavors, I'm in the night
You can I'm wavy, like I'm on a jet-ski
I all the players in sight
Giving them choices and she it's sexy
I'm keeping it G if I'm saying it
Would you like to smoke, come me?
They dreaming, urban poison
And I got that strawberry going Wesley
Rocking my like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you suckers catch me
Handle my
I tell 'em I want them to send me the directly
Fuck all them that tried to convince all my stoners that this shit was deadly
Dizzy hippie only fucking with it if heavy 'cause man

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High marijuana smoking (oh yeah)
High grade marijuana (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
High grade smoking (oh yeah)
grade marijuana smoking (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus:
roll it up
Somebody it up
roll it up
Somebody it up

[Bridge:
Spliff on the tip of me
Marijuana smoke up my lungs
Water be the chalice I run
farm often carry a gun
Crossing water we do run
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah they [?]
Lighting a spliff a spark of me gun
Highest of grades out in the sun,

[Outro:
High grade, grade
No bush weed, no bush