Luyện nghe bài hát High Rollers

Loaded, dazed,

I'm in the rollin' the crisp weed
You know that I'm never ever blazin' the Bush
You you're on cloud nine, fuckin' with 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 every time that you speak words
Well, I'm glad that means for me son
I hit the bong so hard, call me green lungs

They say that I'm the buddah master, Superstar'
You know the homie with the laced candy bar
Now I'm blazin' it non-stop, you me fam?
You see, everywhere I go it's like

We blow the in the air, now you smellin' my strain
It's the O.G. 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 most

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

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

You your man's royal, can be Ishmael [unverified]
Wasn't even finished my drink and thinkin 'bout
They got the dro, I'm fin' to roll off E pills
And I'm the Proof, got on my Method, so be

A retired weed head need bread for trickin'
Off on a mission to find bitches for 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 like Hendrix and Joplin
'Til I find out Biggie and 'Pac went

Profit of coppin', most often is
Stackin' my chips high 'til they 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 and leaves
Comin' E and Vic's
You it's on tonight, roll it and pass the light

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

I semi spit flows at trash
equipped 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 zip bags got more riders than Six Flags
And while y'all get gassed, I'm proceedin' to get
Got weed like J. is all I'm needin' to get by

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

Okay, be real, here's the proof, we need cash flow
catch me in the movies 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

Hittin' the and bongs
Puffin' those and leaves
with E and Vic's
You it's on tonight, roll it and pass the light

up top of the world
on top of your girl
Crack on those poles and
You know on tonight
Roll it and the light