Luyện nghe bài hát I Get High

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

I high, rollin' down the I95
Ma ask why, I love 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 love gettin'
While I drive, I lie, I puff lye
I drive down the I95

I put key in the ignition, start my V
Take the clip out the ashtray, spark my
You know that haze weed backwood tight
Belvedere cranberry juice mix

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

An' smokeout, I a fuck if you got a skateboard
Or new XO out, you blow the row out
An' holla, survive or die
I'mma ride 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 just my hat
Put the car on cruise an' roll up sack

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

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

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

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

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

We on dubs, know what that like?
Twist enough bud, mami, get mind right

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

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

I gets high, at the I95
at the bar, I can't lie
Holla at the bar, I lye
When I down the I95

G'yeah niggas, know
at me
Smoke one with cha,