Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

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

[Verse 1: Webby]

Smoking on (yeah man)
So put down the coke and the
No opiate choking your
Let your stress go, no code
Just breathe it and it
And if you can find it and some I'll get it
Got peoples who it, believe me
They putting more trees on the street than the after Christmas, hah
Only need that that grow from out the ground
Got the plug from Collie Buddz, and then we cop it by the (yeah)
Dispensaries are up all over town
No law to stop 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 about your
No worries about judgement
And if they then fuck them, we puffing
Start the party like we Tasha Marley
Rastafari eating calamari, too pot to carry
I be on some other shit, another spliff
off into outer space on the mothership
Fucking loving it,

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

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

2: Dizzy Wright]
Smoking my own
I got sativa cause hype
I doing my own thing
Minding my and twisting my fire
And suddenly, I see my phone
I it Dizzy Wright
Me and Webby make you feel like you in the lane
Turned up, living the stone age
you to a higher place bro
This shit's if I can say so
No hate in my heart, I let go
I'm on the legal marijuana
Can't believe my reality, right?
I you wanna be mad at me
But it get when you finding them flavors you like
You know it's if them haters get right
You assuming it
flavors, I'm great in the night
You can tell I'm wavy, like I'm on a
I all the players in sight
Giving choices and she think it's sexy
I'm keeping it G if I'm it right
Would you like to smoke, come me?
They dizzy dreaming, urban
And I got strawberry cough going Wesley
Rocking my like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you can't catch me
Handle my
I tell 'em I want them to me the money directly
Fuck all people that tried to convince all my stoners that this shit was deadly
Dizzy hippie only with it if it's heavy 'cause man

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

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

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

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