Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

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

[Verse 1: Chris

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

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

[Bridge:
on the tip of me tongue
Marijuana smoke fill up my
Water bowl be the I run
Cali farm 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 indica's hype
I been doing my own
Minding my business and twisting my
And suddenly, I see my rang
I it Dizzy Wright
Me and Webby you feel like you in the wrong lane
Turned up, living 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 you wanna be mad at me
But it get hard when you finding flavors you like
You know it's fire if them haters get
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 in sight
Giving them choices and she think sexy
I'm keeping it G if I'm saying it
Would you to smoke, come impress me?
They dreaming, urban poison
And I got that strawberry cough going
my shades like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you suckers catch me
my business
I tell 'em I want them to me the money directly
Fuck all them people that to convince all my stoners that this shit was deadly
Dizzy hippie only fucking with it if heavy 'cause man

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

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

Alandon]
Spliff on the tip of me
smoke fill up my lungs
Water bowl be the I run
farm 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, high
No bush weed, no weed