Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

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

1: Chris Webby]

Smoking on (yeah man)
So put down the and the benzo's
No opiate choking your
Let your go, no dress code
Just it and feel it
And if you can it and need some I'll get it
Got who flip 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 from Collie Buddz, and then we cop it by the (yeah)
Dispensaries are popping up all over
No more law to stop me now, it's going
Yeah, no longer do we gotta it
Or only up when in private
In this climate
No be looking through my whip
Smelling like bud at the
No worries about assumptions
No worries people's judgement
And if they then fuck them, we puffing
the ganja party like we Tasha Marley
Rastafari eating calamari, too pot to carry
I be on some other shit, another spliff
Blast off outer space on the mothership
Fucking loving it,

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

[Bridge:
Spliff on the tip of me
Marijuana fill up my lungs
bowl be the chalice I run
Cali farm often a gun
Crossing we often do run
Jimmy Cliff, ah they [?] come
Lighting a spliff with a of me gun
Highest of grades out in the sun,

[Verse 2: Dizzy
my own strain
I got sativa cause indica's
I doing my own thing
my business and twisting my fire
And suddenly, I see my phone
I keep it Dizzy
Me and Webby you feel like you in the wrong lane
Turned up, living the stone age
Take you to a higher bro
shit's wonderful if I can say so
No in my heart, I let hate go
I'm on the legal payroll
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 fire if them haters get right
You it correctly
More flavors, I'm great in the
You can tell I'm wavy, I'm on a jet-ski
I keep all the players in
Giving them choices and she think it's
I'm it G if I'm saying it right
Would you like to smoke, come me?
They dreaming, urban poison
And I got that cough going Wesley
my shades like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you suckers catch me
my business
I tell 'em I want them to send me the directly
Fuck all them people that tried to all my stoners that this shit was deadly
Dizzy hippie only with it if it's heavy 'cause man

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

Alandon]
Somebody it up
Somebody it up
Somebody it up
Somebody it up

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

Alandon]
High grade, high
No weed, no bush weed