Luyện nghe bài hát Kush Coma

Close my eyes, feel like I'm going
In an at 90 miles an hour
And all I see is stars and they coming at me sort of like a shower
My forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy, feeling 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', feeling like I just can't
I done took me a couple pills
Next thing I know, I'm off my shoes
And I'm on walking on clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, like rose petals
out, two-three like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm conscious to that world, connin science that world
All these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I ain't mirror
I'm numb like a mortician, dumb with Oakland bitches
say you hella boosie, roll 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 going on
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, back to
It's the blunt after blunt
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on
Kush

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

Get high, my niggas, kush
Get fly, my niggas, looks
So many in my phone book
I could start a motherfucking phone
all the fly bitches gonna look
Like I'm on something, tell 'em something
I'm that one nigga, two pots
Be like three hoes, that's a
Fuck niggas always want to something
Young hot nigga done on 'em
cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the hoes on
Only fear God, never on Him
Man, I to God, put my soul on Him
a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've died in Hell, but I on 'em
In big shades, the hypocrites, die
let the tats, for the tick, tock
Clocks on the wall, your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, we get by
Bye I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a goons with a fume, better let it [?]
A hundred miles an hour on the booth, better let it
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and they love the
That's real rap, I'm facts
Contradictions, can't it back
stripping, make it clap
In a coma, finna take a nap
I'm out

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

Half asleep with cotton mouth
grow house on plantation
Nuggets the size of Rakim
Got my head looking like a screen
Got my drippin'
Gotta get away all this bullshit in my way
Knowing well when the high go away
shit gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky
So roll somethin wit me
Been smoking blunts since high
Now look at all the bullshit I been
Wanna out, but we stayin up
Nigga gotta one eye open
Cause nigga ain't tryna the next turn
Nigga up, then we starting smoking
I'm smoking on that ocho, got my on that cosmos
Sippin' on purple, got a nigga in slo-mo
Dipping in that molly, like I'm doing 100 on a Harley
Tell your baby 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 after rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG and my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, to back, back to back
It's the after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG and my brain going 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
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma