Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

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

[Verse 1: Chris

Smoking on (yeah man)
So put down the and the benzo's
No choking your mental
Let your stress go, no dress
breathe it and feel it
And if you can it and need some I'll get it
Got who flip it, believe me
They putting more trees on the than the week after Christmas, hah
Only need that shit that grow out the ground
Got the plug from Collie Buddz, and then we cop it by the (yeah)
Dispensaries are popping up all over
No law to stop me now, it's going down
Yeah, no longer do we gotta it
Or only smoke up in private
In recreational climate
No be looking through my whip
Smelling like bud at the
No worries about assumptions
No worries people's judgement
And if they judge fuck them, we puffing
Start the ganja party we Tasha Marley
Rastafari calamari, too much pot to carry
I be on some other shit, roll spliff
Blast off into outer on the mothership
Fucking it, yeah

[Chorus:
High grade 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 water we do run
Jimmy Cliff, ah they [?] come
Lighting a spliff a spark of me gun
Highest of out in the sun, yeah

2: Dizzy Wright]
Smoking my own
I got cause indica's hype
I been 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 you in the wrong lane
up, living through the stone age
Take you to a place bro
This shit's if I can say so
No in my heart, I let hate go
I'm on the legal marijuana
believe this my reality, right?
I you wanna be mad at me
But it get hard when you them flavors you like
You know it's fire if them haters get
You it correctly
More flavors, I'm 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, impress me?
They dizzy dreaming, poison
And I got that strawberry cough Wesley
Rocking my like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you can't catch me
Handle my
I tell 'em I want them to send me the directly
Fuck all them people that tried to convince all my stoners that this was deadly
Dizzy hippie only fucking with it if heavy 'cause man

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

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

[Bridge:
Spliff on the tip of me
Marijuana smoke fill up my
Water be the chalice 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,

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