Luyện nghe bài hát Kush Coma

Close my eyes, like I'm going down
In an elevator at 90 an hour
And all I see is stars and they coming at me of like a meteor shower
My forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy, like I ain't goin' make it
Cause inside my head's like a firework show in the 4th in Las Vegas
Said, I'm trippin', I'm slippin', like I just can't move
I done me a couple more pills
Next thing I know, I'm off my shoes
And I'm on on these clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, like rose petals
Zoning out, two-three like the fiend in hell fire and angel
I'm conscious to that world, science 'bout that world
All these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I ain't Kurt
I'm numb a mortician, going dumb with Oakland bitches
They say you hella boosie, a backwood up with them cookies

I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, to back
It's the blunt blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, back to
It's the blunt after rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain on vacation
coma

Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma

Get high, my niggas, kush
Get fly, my niggas, dope
So numbers in my phone book
I start a motherfucking phone book
Know all the fly bitches look
Like I'm on something, 'em roll something
I'm one nigga, bumping two pots
Be like hoes, that's a foursome
niggas always want to hold something
Young hot nigga done on 'em
Went on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And on 'em, see the hoes on 'em?
Only fear God, never on Him
Man, I to God, put my soul on Him
a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've in Hell, but I rose on 'em
In big shades, the hypocrites, die
Time let the tats, for the tick,
on the wall, fuck your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, we get by
Bye I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, let it [?]
A hundred an hour on the booth, better let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and they the shrooms
That's real rap, I'm facts
Contradictions, can't it back
Mommy's stripping, make it
In a coma, finna take a nap
I'm out

coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma

Half asleep that cotton mouth
Weed house on plantation
Nuggets the size of rings
Got my head looking a fatality screen
Got my mind
get away from all this bullshit in my way
Knowing well when the high go away
Same gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky
So nigga roll wit me
Been smoking blunts since high
Now look at all the bullshit I through
Wanna out, but we stayin up
Nigga keep one eye open
Cause nigga ain't miss the next turn
roll up, then we starting smoking
I'm smoking on that ocho, got my on that cosmos
Sippin' on that purple, got a in slo-mo
Dipping in that molly, feel like I'm doing 100 on a
Tell your mama sorry, that was one night and please don't call me

I'm smoking, to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, to back, back to back
It's the blunt blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my going on vacation
Kush

Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma