Luyện nghe bài hát Life Rolls On

day gone...

sittin in my livin pullin on some tubes
no more bubble berry so i for the blue
snapped it through and my start to hurt
hold it in long enough it'll put dick in the dirt
and people go bizerk to get their hands on it
most commonly heard is, "Richter's got the chronic"
so i'm on it, matter of i'm on the top
can't nobody fuck me or the Killa Kali crops
like reebox yo i'm un
and the that i pack are un-pop able
so what you grow all i to know is what seed
what you using you got the lights you need
you got a masters degree from the weed ivy
or you a cop without a clue just lookin for a

life on
its passin by eyes real fast
24 another day is passed
half of those we'd never last

hey loc i think its time to grow fuck it
if you're gonna grow you better pick up your bucket
im comin through ay yo grab some mountain dew (what)
a of zig zags and a couple of brews
i through in the blue too with the basetubes
i too got the big bumps keep my dumped
dont front on this trunk on my bangin bus
we'll erupt on that blunts but that shit to dust
dusk to dawn just like the modern day Cheech and
Tim and Dustin on the bong smokin mad amounts of
writtin songs playin pong we was young we belong
stealing cigarettes and bongs we was kids it on
but now we're both standing 2000 and beyond
to dawns with the used to fight to get along
that was way back and this is right now
we're on a mission to get it smoke and bone the out

life on
its passin by your eyes fast
another 24 day is passed
of those said we'd never last

there's 420 ways to
choose one it tastes great you smokin out the vape
mind haze sit it'll put you in a trance
grab your sack and throw your cap up on the hat rack
throw your feet up just chill
we just smoked a of the mother fuckin Kill
for real hold it in now we goin on a
the bud inside aint to fuck with
santa cruz that we got at john's crib
the crip that you never find
the reason you can't find it in city or your town
because it sits in my bedroom in and mounds
we got pounds and pounds that the world dont about
if i it yo they'd all be in the clouds
smoke em out a doubt
yo its not for the
its all for the head and gettin stoned my homies