Luyện nghe bài hát High Grade

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

[Verse 1: Chris

Smoking on (yeah man)
So put the coke and the benzo's
No opiate your mental
Let your stress go, no code
Just it and feel it
And if you can find it and need I'll get it
Got peoples who it, believe me
putting 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 we cop it by the pound (yeah)
are popping up all over town
No more law to me now, it's going down
Yeah, no longer do we gotta it
Or only smoke up in private
In this recreational
No Five-O be looking through my
like bud at the function
No worries about assumptions
No about 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 outer space on the mothership
Fucking it, yeah

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

[Bridge:
Spliff on the tip of me
Marijuana smoke up my lungs
Water be the chalice I run
Cali farm carry a gun
Crossing water we do run
Jimmy Cliff, ah they [?] come
Lighting a with a spark of me gun
of grades out in the sun, yeah

[Verse 2: Dizzy
my own strain
I got cause indica's hype
I been my own thing
Minding my and twisting my fire
And suddenly, I see my rang
I keep it Dizzy
Me and make you feel like you in the wrong lane
Turned up, living through the age
Take you to a higher bro
This wonderful if I can say so
No in my heart, I let hate go
I'm on the legal marijuana
Can't believe my reality, right?
I know you be mad at me
But it get hard when you finding them you like
You know it's fire if them haters get
You assuming it
More flavors, I'm great in the
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 keeping it G if I'm it right
you like to smoke, come impress me?
They dizzy dreaming, poison
And I got that strawberry going Wesley
my shades like Blade
Bitch, I'm still moving you suckers can't me
my business
I tell 'em I want to send me the money directly
Fuck all them people that tried to convince all my stoners that this shit was
Dizzy hippie only fucking with it if it's heavy man

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

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Somebody it up
Somebody it up
roll it up
Somebody it up

[Bridge:
on the tip of me tongue
Marijuana smoke up my lungs
Water bowl be the I run
Cali farm carry a gun
Crossing water we do run
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah [?] come
Lighting a spliff with a of me gun
of grades out in the sun, yeah

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