Luyện nghe bài hát High Rollers

Loaded, dazed,

I'm in the Esco' 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 crisp man to see Proof

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

times outta ten, I'm high off the Henn'
Never lie for a trend die on a binge
Biscuits is poppin', no stoppin' like 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 cry I send you drugs
get my mind stuck 'In The Middle' like Monie Love, what?

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

Sittin' up top of the
Gettin' on top of girl
on those poles and pipes
You know on tonight
it and pass the light

I semi automatically spit at trash
Anatomically equipped to rip in half
If I speak a fast you get whiplash
Promoters better get the kid or get whipped ass

Got some zig-zags and a dutch, let's get
My little zip bags got more 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

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

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

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

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