Luyện nghe bài hát High Rollers

Loaded, dazed,

I'm in the Esco' rollin' the weed
You know that I'm never ever blazin' the Bush
You know 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 your herbs
I'm gettin' high every time you speak your words
Well, I'm glad that means for me son
I hit the so hard, they call me green lungs

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

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

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

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

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

A weed head that need bread for trickin'
Off on a mission to find bitches for lickin'
Engulfed in liquids, Xena's and
I jam like I don't how to work the tec

Nine times ten, I'm high off the Henn'
Never lie for a trend die on a binge
Biscuits is poppin', ain't no stoppin' like and Joplin
'Til I find out where and 'Pac went

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

Hittin' the and bongs
those trees and leaves
Comin' with E and
You know it's on tonight, it and pass the light

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

I semi spit flows at trash
Anatomically equipped to rip shows in
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 than Six
And while get gassed, I'm proceedin' to get high
Got like Mary J. is all I'm needin' to get by

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

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

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