Luyện nghe bài hát Jackin' 4 Joints

(Brotha Hung)
roll me a joint
check my gat nigga get my 'cause I jack
roll on foos like vice and my nine milla meter nathan nice
I start jacking for blunts a black jacket and ones I get
Im sending blood to the blood bank
you better hook me up
or die from my loaded heart
like nut smoking up for blunt
and one time you can take me if you check me if you
soon as I get my dank
you it ain't 10 minutes later for I'm planning my next gank
and even if your with my crew
(conversation)
(yo up man I don't understand this man, yo you get this motherfucka, I
him too)
so it up Mo Green
you know its that gat up against your motherfucking spleen
gimmie all that green bud or you'll be kicking up off the motherfucking
rug
straight off to the next nigga
R.J. you better have a trigger
I don't play nigga so give it up
I got the same old nine that I blasted old Mo with foo
break smooth
gimmie all mexican sex and don't stress
I got shit handled
put about 10 of sacks on a motherfucking panel
and I'm out the door
Triple Six next victim foo I need a 4 O
Im be kinda difficult
but Ima need me a 12 gage and a trench
lil ride the
Triple Six in the room some vannah on armed in the coat
telling don't move I'm fiending
hit the ice box for the Old
didnt to use my gun
now I'm off to Green I pop 8 3 1 nigga
jackpot to the bounce
snatch 2 then I bounce
and whatcha cant faking on the way out I saw the to the jeep
I might as take it
nigga breaking next nigga M.C. Hobbs
foo start so I put out the lights (2 gunshots)
took about 6
now I'm back to the motherfucking while they look for me
Im in the getting butted and drunk
a nigga hiting homeless with the
and I could feel them niggas that I just
up so I grab the gat nigga
to my shawnte' on the trigger
better do it I send ya home
pop pop pop pop 4 to the

(Shawna Coyle)
shit I really shot that