Luyện nghe bài hát It Blows My Mind

You should with me

The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's
The chronic's
(It my mind)

Blowing chronic to me, it's like a to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit down and to me
go against me fool, go wit me
We could blow it all together Bobby Brown and Whitney

Yeah, we got something in
They search a nigga, but they never finding my bomb
And I got the stash, my cash
Got lot of motherfuckas police shots

I'm not The One, nigga you could me The Two
Bob Marley reincarnated, dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated times
You surprised how I it, huh?

You hate it, huh, but you I ain't even trippin'
I'm that Swisha up, plotting on the come up
I'm my life and never putting my gun up
Drinking my drink, and smoke that blunt

The blowing
The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's
(It my mind)

The the tree, the better the bud
The of the branch, will tell you how chronic it was
I'm buzzing high, sliding,
Gotcha listening to Snoop and now you like you crippin'

It's all to the good, the dash is
You got some hoes in ya truck and now ya ready to
But, they frontin' and and time is wastin'
She don't wanna give ya number now she at Jason

Now don't get mad, just to the pad
And keep a G on the bitch and roll dub bag
(My nigga)
Light that shit, hit bitch
past it to ya homie like playa, pimp
(Blaze bitch)

And you get dizzone, crack the do'
And let me get a snizzle
'Cause ain't no fun, if the homies can't get
Puff, puff, pass my nigga, one

The chronic's
The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's
(It my mind)

Do you smoke wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and me company
Baby come and fuck me
You should smokes me

Do you wanna wit me
(Do you wanna?)
and keep me company
Baby come and with me
You smokes with me

the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a hoe, fuck a G
Pre-medical, steady slow those, can get it
Teacher it to those inside with mind apparatus

My status has been the baddest ever I intro'd
I'm that nigga that y'all the info
On the Chucks, French and endo
Big Snoop Dogg the fog on the window

Spell ya name in it, put ya in it
And hang with the nigga with the bang spinach
Drag it, blunt it or zig zag it
Don't really even if it's in the package

Put it to the side, so when ya boy hit the
I'm look for the G-5
Aiyyo Pharrell, gimme that VA
I'm bounce wit the whole ounce
(Smoke me out)

The blowing
The blowing
The blowing
The blowing
(It my mind)

Do you wanna wit me
(Do you wanna?)
and keep me company
Baby come and with me
You should smokes me

Do you wanna wit me
(Do you wanna?)
and keep me company
Baby come and with me
You should with me

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think that you fuck with we
(Star Trak)
(Yeah Pharrell, this shit right here)
And BBC,

The blowing
The chronic's
The chronic's
The chronic's
(It my mind)

The blowing
The chronic's
The chronic's
The chronic's
(It my mind)

Dranking our
Ya dig, what I'm
We ain't gon' never
We still flow
'Cause we always hit the right
(It my mind)

That's real shit, you my loc'
And that's for life my
Haha, Gangsta
Neptunes, Star
(It my mind)
Boys Club, DPG
Doggy Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)