Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

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

1: Chris Webby]

Smoking on (yeah man)
So put the coke and the benzo's
No opiate choking your
Let your stress go, no code
breathe it and feel it
And if you can find it and need I'll get it
Got who flip it, believe me
They putting more trees on the street than the after Christmas, hah
Only need that shit that grow out the ground
Got the plug from Buddz, and then we cop it by the pound (yeah)
Dispensaries are popping up all town
No more law to stop me now, it's down
Yeah, no longer do we hide it
Or only smoke up when in
In this recreational
No Five-O be looking my whip
Smelling like bud at the
No worries about assumptions
No worries people's judgement
And if they then fuck them, we puffing
Start the ganja party like we Tasha
Rastafari eating calamari, too much pot to
I be on some other shit, another spliff
Blast off into outer space on the
loving it, yeah

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

Alandon]
Spliff on the tip of me
Marijuana smoke fill up my
Water bowl be the I run
Cali often carry a gun
water we often do run
Like Cliff, ah they [?] come
a spliff with a spark of me gun
Highest of grades out in the sun,

[Verse 2: Dizzy
Smoking my own
I got cause indica's hype
I been my own thing
my business and twisting my fire
And suddenly, I see my phone
I keep it Wright
Me and Webby make you feel you in the wrong lane
Turned up, through the stone age
you to a higher place bro
This wonderful if I can say so
No hate in my heart, I let go
I'm on the legal payroll
Can't believe my reality, right?
I know you be mad at me
But it get when you finding them flavors you like
You it's fire 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 them choices and she it's sexy
I'm it G if I'm saying it right
Would you like to smoke, come me?
They dizzy dreaming, urban
And I got that cough going Wesley
Rocking my like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you can't catch me
Handle my
I 'em I want them to send me the money directly
Fuck all them people that tried to convince all my that this shit was deadly
Dizzy hippie only fucking with it if it's 'cause man

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

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

Alandon]
Spliff on the tip of me
Marijuana smoke fill up my
Water bowl be the I run
Cali farm carry a gun
Crossing water we do run
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah [?] come
a spliff with a spark of me gun
Highest of out in the sun, yeah

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