Luyện nghe bài hát I Get High

All my fans me an' shit
"Yo, Bleek, you be doin'
On your spare an' shit?"
This I do man, check how I do, yo

I high, rollin' down the I95
Ma don't ask why, I gettin' high
While I drive, I can't lie, I lye
While I drive the I95

I gets high, down the I95
Ma don't ask why, I love high
I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye
While I down the I95

I put this key in the ignition, my V
Take the clip out the ashtray, spark my
You that haze weed backwood roll tight
Belvedere juice mix light

Under 30 percent tint, ridin' bent, a quarter
Smokin' on grow under water, my life in order
You know I got a fulla sticky
The whole BK, light a blunt up for

An' smokeout, I gives a fuck if you got a
Or that new XO out, you the row out
An' holla, I'mma or die
I'mma 'coz they never take a nigga alive

I gets high, down the I95
Starin' through the view from all the shit I survived
An' as I ride by, I tilt my hat
Put the car on cruise an' roll up sack

I gets high, rollin' the I95
Ma don't ask why, I love high
While I drive, I lie, I puff lye
I drive down the I95

I gets high, rollin' the I95
Ma ask why, I love gettin' high
I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye
While I drive the I95

You catch Bleek rollin' hay when I'm in the Bay
Hey, it stop, I light a blunt up for 'Pac
Pop my colla, another sip of that vodka
Hit three wheel motion, locin' in the

On them spoke with two pounds to smoke
An' the weed clean, no sticks, no seed
Straight bud an' the car weed scented
Mami be like, Bleek, we breathe in it

Mami, keep cool, let me the roof
Take a sip of that Bel've an' remove shoes
But ch'ya, recline, baby, good lime, baby
This the real green, out the Times', baby

We sittin' on dubs, know what that
enough bud, mami, get your mind right

I high, rollin' down the I95
Ma don't ask why, I gettin' high
While I drive, I lie, I puff lye
While I down the I95

I gets high, down the I95
Ma don't ask why, I gettin' high
I drive, I can't lie, I puff lye
While I drive the I95

I high, holla at the I95
at the bar, I can't lie
Holla at the bar, I lye
When I drive the I95

niggas, y'all know
at me
Smoke one with cha,