Luyện nghe bài hát I Guess, I'll Smoke

[Verse 1:

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

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

2: Futuristic]

Blunt, blunt, after blunt
After blunt, blunt
After that, another
Chilling with my niggas and my
bitches say they with
Probably gonna have them under
they all smoke
Hit up Cole, tell him that we some more
Already got Cîroc and the honey jack, bit of fireball
We picking up the at the store
I got it for the low, that's shit (free shit)
Fans see me get the tree lit
eat up all the sweet shit
Now I'm writing all this deep
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 I smoke this weed

[Verse 3: Wright]

We a lot of weed
Like a whole lot of

Back off like what
it up for the new kid
Nigga I tryna be the new Wiz
I'm just tryna do it Snoop did
Too clever, whenever, however
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 coffee
You ever smoke like me nigga
You want to see who get the highest (Nigga why you lying?)
Nigga probably get the itis
I just got my marijuana
She me, she standing you up
They say I smoke like I'm at the cup
Stand on luck and get handed your face
On a platter with candles and
niggas standing on the sideline
XXL Fresh, now I headed for the cover of the motherfucking High
before a headline, but
It's for all of these kids
Off that wax niggas what it is
She out that cab just to hop on the dab
And I'm grabbing the torch and she my dick
Let us

[Verse 4: Bone]

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