Luyện nghe bài hát High Rollers

Loaded, dazed,

I'm in the rollin' the crisp weed
You know I'm never ever blazin' the Bush weed
You know you're on nine, fuckin' with me duke
Be sure that I'm the man waitin' to see Proof

say, I'm high on life and I don't need your herbs
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 me green lungs

They say that I'm the master, 'Rock 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 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 for fo'-twenty mo' honeys, get dough for me
All of them Mary, scary, they get you most stony

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

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

You know your royal, can be Ishmael [unverified]
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 weed head that need bread for trickin'
Off on a mission to find for sausage lickin'
Engulfed in liquids, and perkasets
I jam I don't know how to work the tec

Nine times ten, I'm high off the Henn'
lie for a trend tryna die on a binge
Biscuits is poppin', ain't no stoppin' like Hendrix and
'Til I find out where and 'Pac went

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

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

up top of the world
Gettin' on top of your
Crack on poles and pipes
You it's on tonight
Roll it and pass the

I semi automatically flows at trash
Anatomically equipped to rip shows in
If I speak a little you get whiplash
Promoters better get the kid cash or get ass

Got some zig-zags and a dutch, get smashed
My little zip got more riders than Six Flags
And while get gassed, I'm proceedin' to get high
Got weed like Mary J. is all I'm to get by

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

Okay, let's be real, the proof, we need cash flow
Might catch me in the movies up in the back row
For sho', Killa Bee back, we don't need that
It's ho, now where the fuck is yo' weed at?
In

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

up top of the world
Gettin' on top of girl
Crack on poles and pipes
You it's on tonight
it and pass the light