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 right though
Slow down, 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 smoke
it, bad bitch wanna hit the blunt
Don't if I do first
Cool verse, this some new
the hotel, hit the show, goddamn it was too turnt
Crew shirt that's WTF. Your bitch wanna wear that to bed
And then we got to smoking, I joking
The way she started blowing, and slowly gon' make a nigga want some head
So I I smoke

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

[Verse 2:

Blunt, blunt, after blunt
After blunt, after
After that, another
Chilling with my and my brothers
Couple say they with
Probably have them under covers
Yeah they all
Hit up Cole, tell him that we some more
Already got Cîroc and the jack, little 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
Probably eat up all the sweet
Now I'm all this deep shit
Hit up ? damage every single 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 weed

[Verse 3: Wright]

We a lot of weed
a whole lot of weed

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

[Verse 4: Bone]

Puff puff pass to the
Let your get a drag of that
And puff give
Man I it for my cataracts
Old nigga, cold nigga, bold 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 after today I'll be
forever and that ain't no joke
I didn't really to impede
But y'all got all the bad and
All the weed
these keys
She my
I'm to go get it
Nigga OG
All I had to say was, "Booty Lover"
Bone Thug soldier, and she came
a couple shotguns, keep a couple hot ones
Bad to the bone, hit the
we got gone