Luyện nghe bài hát High Rollers

Loaded, dazed,

I'm in the Esco' rollin' the crisp
You know that I'm ever blazin' the Bush weed
You know you're on cloud nine, fuckin' me duke
Be sure that I'm the man waitin' to see Proof

Some say, I'm high on life and I don't need your
I'm gettin' high time that you speak your words
Well, I'm glad means more for me son
I hit the bong so hard, they call me lungs

They say that I'm the buddah master, 'Rock
You the homie with the weed laced candy bar
Now I'm it non-stop, you feelin' me fam?
You see, everywhere I go like Amsterdam

We blow the smoke in the air, now you smellin' my
the O.G. bush just clouded your brain
See, I'm ready for mo' honeys, get dough for me
All of them Mary, it's scary, they get you stony

Hittin' the blunts and
Puffin' those trees and
with E and Vic's
You know it's on tonight, roll it and the light

up top of the world
Gettin' on top of girl
Crack on those poles and
You know it's on
Roll it and the light

You know your man's royal, can be Ishmael
even finished my drink and thinkin 'bout refills
They got the dro, I'm fin' to roll off these E
And I'm the Proof, got on my Method, so be

A retired weed head that need bread for
Off on a to find bitches for sausage lickin'
in liquids, Xena's and perkasets
I jam like I don't know how to the tec

times outta ten, I'm high off the Henn'
Never lie for a trend tryna die on a
Biscuits is poppin', ain't no stoppin' Hendrix and Joplin
'Til I find out where Biggie and 'Pac

Profit of coppin', most is gobbled
my chips high 'til they auction a Pablo
Pills to swallow, momma don't cry I you drugs
Tryna get my mind stuck 'In The Middle' like Monie Love,

the blunts and bongs
Puffin' those trees and
Comin' E and Vic's
You know on tonight, roll it and pass the light

up top of the world
Gettin' on top of girl
Crack on those poles and
You know it's on
Roll it and pass the

I semi spit flows at trash
Anatomically to rip shows in half
If I speak a little you get whiplash
Promoters better get the kid or get whipped ass

Got zig-zags and a dutch, let's get smashed
My little zip bags got more riders Six Flags
And y'all get gassed, I'm proceedin' to get high
Got weed like J. is all I'm needin' to get by

Tical motherfucker, run for when shit fly
One hand is on the lye, the other on yo' bitch thigh
How many try, Mr. Meth and his clique? Yes
That's kinda far fetched like me a piss test

Okay, let's be real, here's the proof, we need flow
Might catch me in the lightin' up in the back row
For sho', Bee back, black we don't need that
It's fo'-twenty ho, now where the fuck is yo' at?
In

the blunts and bongs
Puffin' trees and leaves
Comin' E and Vic's
You know it's on tonight, roll it and the light

Sittin' up top of the
Gettin' on top of your
Crack on those and pipes
You know it's on
Roll it and the light