Luyện nghe bài hát La La La

It's another one of them smoking songs, ya what I'm saying?
my pot heads at?
Right aha, yeah, yeah, CT, check it

We rollin trees and la la la la la
weed song from me
Burning more than Cheech Chong
Red and or roll together in the same L
We blunts all day you can't tell? Hell
I'm stompin in my boots on
Rollin to the diner with my half off
Fuck, I been burnin since I was
So high flying through space with Jimmy
That's how I do mon, the rhythm
You think I had a mother fucking pot prescription
Like the doctor's
My grass stay fresh cut, sticky icky wet stuff, put it in the next
But last time I had a checkup, the doc said my was not fully developed
Fuck, but it just don't matter, I'ma half to the next blunt fatter hah

La la la la la
Just it up and smoke that la la la la la
Now twist it up and that la la la la la
Now light it up and smoke la la la la la
And then you on burnin
The way this weed hit your chest should invest in
on Saturn, cruisin in the XR
Everyday I got the bars
And the weed same color as Reptar
Yes, we lightin up the purple
In my own entourage smoking like
Fuck all the commercials, all straight lies
like I'm gonna kill a mother fucker cause I'm high
The most I'm likely to do is open the fridge, on the couch, and never end up leaving my crib, shit
But that's how I do
Stay high, seeing from my birds eye
I into a room and everybody starts sniffin
"Like, oh my God, I can that's Christian,"
"It's nine in the yo what the fuck's with him?"
And I'm like, "Chill! I've got a weed like."