Luyện nghe bài hát It Must Be The Ganja

Yea, (oh, oh), yea yea, oh

I feel like
I like dancing

I smell something in the air making me (high)
I said I something in the air thats making me high

ok here we go, do-re-mi-fa-so, I'm so so
rise flow, give back the tobasco
you mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac
time to show you the mo kick ass in the cosmos
Picasso with a pick axe a asshole
she tac toe frozen six with exacto
knives, strangling wives with pig
few of the the grass, zig zags, im with the doc so
you know how go, skull and the crossbones
is poison, the boys and girls who do not know
you do not want to try this at my novato (novice)
this is niether the time or the to get macho
so a six pack, sit back with some nachos
maybe popcorn, and watch the show and just rock slow
not what you expected, tho what you thought though
bout to you wake the fuck up smell the pot smoke

it be the ganja
the marijuana
that's upon me why I'm so high
it's the hinde that has gotten in me
whatever's got into me I don't

it be the ganja
it's the
that's upon me why I'm so high
maybe it's the hinde that has in me
whatever's got into me I mind

your dreams of the pill, you are literally getting the drill
spitting at will, me and Dre just finished splitting a pill
you're submitting to skill, still, I'm admitting, I'm beginning to feel
like I don't anyone's real,
faced with a dilemma, I can be Llama and become a bin gramma a step beyond a Jeffrey Dahmer
please upset me mama, you lookin sexy mama,
don't know if this the or the rum and pepsi mama
don't to end up inside my refrigerator freezer,
be used as extra topping the next time I a pizza
how many people you know can name every serial who ever existed in a row,
put em in chronological order beginning with the Ripper,
name the time and from the body the bag the zipper,
location of the woods where the body was and then dumped,
the trunk that they were stuffed in, the model the make the
and motel which lake they found her in,
and how attacked the victim,
say murder weapon was used to do what and which one,
which night it was done, what kid would there was none,
so like this it's fun, the fuckin ecstasy goes

it be the ganja
the marijuana
that's creepin me why I'm so high
maybe it's the hinde has gotten in me
whatever's got me I don't mind

it be the ganja
the marijuana
that's creepin upon me why I'm so
it's the hinde that has gotten in me
whatever's got into me I mind

when I'm behind a mic is what its kinda like
get stuck with that same that you're trying to light
behind the boards is Dre, legends are this way
isn't it safe to say, this is the way it be?
maybe you need some lyric syrup for your symptoms
heres a dosage of the now you give him some,
he can her some, she can give him some
get behind a lynn drum, make up a beat and kill the syndrome
you're spitting drama when it to lyrics and penance I'm
starting from scratch and then ending up at the end up
capable of a bullets a stillunbelievable bullets a
titanium brain full of, surprises
when the smoke rises right before very own eyes
you stare your stereos eyes
good evening, this isnt't even a thing,
I didn't even anything , I didn't even drink anything

it must be the
it's the
that's upon me why I'm so high
maybe it's the that has gotten in me
whatever's got me I don't mind

it must be the
the marijuana
that's creepin me why I'm so high
maybe it's the that has gotten in me
whatever's got me I don't mind