Luyện nghe bài hát I Guess, I'll Smoke

[Verse 1:

your town, I'm only in it for the night though
I'm tryna feel though
down, what you think about a drink?
Mix it with a bit of sprit though
Ain't you on tour with Wright though?
Nigga something
You mean to tell you around all bomb ass trees
And you don't nothing?
Fuck it, bad bitch wanna hit the
Don't mind if I do
Cool verse, some new work
Left the hotel, hit the show, goddamn it was too
shirt that's WTF. Your bitch wanna wear that shit to bed
And then we got to smoking, I ain't
The way she started blowing, and slowly gon' make a nigga want some head
So I I smoke

I guess smoke
I guess I'll
Smoke, so I guess smoke
So I I...
Smoke, smoke,
So I I...
Smoke, smoke,

[Verse 2:

Blunt, after blunt, after
blunt, after blunt
After that, then
Chilling with my and my brothers
bitches say they with
Probably gonna them under covers
they all smoke
Hit up Cole, tell him that we need some
Already got Cîroc and the honey jack, little bit of
We up the papers at the store
I got it for the low, free shit (free shit)
Fans see me get the tree lit
Probably eat up all the shit
Now I'm writing all deep shit
Hit up ? damage every beat quick
THC
Now we in the car, that's a MIC
to the line and take hits like the MLB
Let the beat drop while I smoke this

[Verse 3: Dizzy

We smoke a lot of
a whole lot of weed

Back off tour like
it up for the new kid
Nigga I tryna be the new Wiz
I'm just tryna do it like did
Too clever, whenever, however
I'm smoking pot up in the parking lot
Hit a lap around the
Just to in Amsterdam and
a blunt up in a coffee shop
You ever smoke like me nigga
You don't to see who get the highest (Nigga why you lying?)
Nigga probably get the itis
I got my marijuana license
She with me, she you up
They say I like I'm at the cannabis cup
Stand on your luck and get handed face
On a with candles and stuff
Ya'll niggas on the sideline
XXL Fresh, now I headed for the cover of the High Times
Pregame a headline, but
It's bedtime for all of kids
Off wax niggas know what it is
She hopped out that cab to hop on the dab
And I'm the torch and she grabbing my dick
Let us

[Verse 4: Bone]

Puff pass to the side
Let your uncle get a drag of
And puff give
Man I need it for my
Old nigga, cold nigga, enough to hit the dab
Yabba Dabba, Scooby
And niggas do be cracking
I'll be til' the day that croak
I got nothing else to do so I
I'll
Today and everyday after I'll be
Smoking forever and that no joke
I didn't mean to impede
But got all the bad bitches and
All the best
Catch these
She my
I'm to go get it
it's OG
All I had to say was, "Booty Lover"
Bone Thug soldier, and she closer
Blew a shotguns, keep a couple hot ones
Bad to the bone, hit the
Then we got