Luyện nghe bài hát Light It Up

Ole Buddah coming at your
Direct with the fattest joint
Coming in indo flavors
From Buddha, comin' at you like in '95

It's morning, where the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat sack
'Cause I wanna get like a plane
In the sky with the indo cloud in my

Where the are my Zig Zags and my lighter?
So I can it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had scissors 'cause the is so sticky
That getting on my fuckin' fingers

But it's smoke-able, tokable
I got the
And the Bombay that's tokable
I do a joint venture

Let me sure there ain't no lump
In the goddamn
The impregnated-looking joint, it
I can it and still get faded

Roll it up, light it up, it up, inhale, exhale
it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, it up, inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale,

I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the
I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the
I'm the freaka, the one who the funk
I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the

East Coast hittin' that West Coast
that honey-dipped marijuana joint
And I want another hit, it up, light it up, smoke it up
I wanna stimulate my so I toke it up

Can I get a hit, can I get a
Gimme fat bag of weed and the broom
So I can get faded,
Smoked the joint down my bro's and I ate it

I true to the yesca
(Mota)
As I keep from the chota
that weed, fool, and your Zig Zags
Puto, don't be out on the big bag

it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale, exhale
Roll it up, it up, smoke it up, inhale, exhale
it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up, inhale,

I'm the freaka, the one who the funk
I'm the freaka, the one who the funk
I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the
I'm the freaka, the one who the funk