Luyện nghe bài hát I Guess, I'll Smoke

[Verse 1:

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

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

2: Futuristic]

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

[Verse 3: Wright]

We a lot of weed
Like a lot of weed

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

[Verse 4: Layzie

Puff puff to the side
Let uncle get a drag of that
And puff give
Man I need it for my
Old nigga, nigga, bold enough to hit the dab
Dabba, Scooby Snack
And little niggas do be
I'll be blowing til' the day croak
I got nothing to do so I guess
smoke
Today and everyday today I'll be
Smoking forever and that no joke
I didn't mean to impede
But y'all got all the bad and
All the weed
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 couple shotguns, keep a couple hot
Bad to the bone, hit the
we got gone