Luyện nghe bài hát Light It Up

Ole Buddah coming at life
with the biggest fattest joint
Coming in with flavors
Buddha, comin' at you like this in '95

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

Where the fuck are my Zig Zags and my
So I can it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had 'cause the shit is so sticky
That it's getting on my fuckin'

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

Let me make sure there no lump
In the center
The joint, fuck it
I can smoke it and get faded

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

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
I'm the freaka, the one who freaks the

East Coast that blunt West Coast
Hittin' that honey-dipped joint
And I want another hit, it up, light it up, smoke it up
I wanna stimulate my mind so I it up

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

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

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