Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

[Intro:
roll it up
Somebody 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 mental
Let your go, no dress code
Just it and feel it
And if you can it and need some I'll get it
Got peoples who it, believe me
They putting more on the street 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 town
No more law to me now, it's going down
Yeah, no longer do we gotta it
Or only smoke up when in
In this climate
No Five-O be looking my whip
Smelling like bud at the
No worries about assumptions
No worries about people's
And if they judge then them, we puffing
Start the ganja party we Tasha Marley
eating calamari, too much pot to carry
I be on some other shit, another spliff
Blast off outer space on the mothership
Fucking loving it,

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

Alandon]
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
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah [?] come
Lighting a with a spark of me gun
of grades out in the sun, yeah

[Verse 2: Wright]
my own strain
I got sativa cause hype
I doing my own thing
Minding my business and twisting my
And suddenly, I see my phone
I keep it Dizzy
Me and make you feel like you in the wrong lane
up, living through the stone age
Take you to a place bro
shit's wonderful if I can say so
No hate in my heart, I let go
I'm on the legal marijuana
Can't believe this my reality,
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
More flavors, I'm great in the
You can tell I'm wavy, like I'm on a
I keep all the 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 dizzy dreaming, poison
And I got that strawberry going Wesley
Rocking my like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you can't catch me
Handle my
I tell 'em I them to send me the money directly
Fuck all them people tried to convince all my stoners that this shit was deadly
Dizzy hippie fucking with it if it's heavy 'cause man

Alandon]
High grade marijuana (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
Somebody it up
Somebody it up

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

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