Luyện nghe bài hát It Blows My Mind (Snoop Dogg)

You should smokes me

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

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

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

I'm not The One, nigga you call me The Two
Bob Marley reincarnated, dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated many
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 chronic's
The chronic's
The chronic's
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 high, sliding, slippin'
Gotcha listening to Snoop and now you feel you crippin'

It's all to the good, the is wood
You got some hoes in ya truck and now ya to fuck
But, frontin' and fakin' and time is wastin'
She don't give ya number now she howlin' at Jason

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

And you get dizzone, crack the do'
And let me get a little
'Cause ain't no fun, if the homies get none
Puff, puff, my nigga, one lizza

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

Do you smoke wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and keep me
come and fuck with me
You smokes with me

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

the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a model hoe, a G
Pre-medical, slow those, ready can get it
Teacher taught it to those inside mind apparatus

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

ya name in it, put ya face in it
And hang with the nigga the gang bang spinach
it, blunt wrap it or zig zag it
Don't really matter if it's in the package

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

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

Do you wanna wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and keep me
come and fuck with me
You should with me

Do you smoke wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and keep me
come and fuck with me
You smokes with me

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

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

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

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

That's real shit, Pharrell you my
And for life my nigga
Haha, Gumpo
Neptunes, Star
(It my mind)
Billionaire Club, DPG
Style Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)