Luyện nghe bài hát Maan

Is it
is life, and life is living
awesome, yeah!

I the whole damn pound
I'm a need another one, one
Eyes closed, I come down
papers, no we don't fuck with blunts

1]
Nigga, I don't just be weed
A nigga got pounds to that's apparent
Just you up in this bitch
Don't you gon' hit this shit
You better somethin'
Coughin' like you got a or somethin'
O.D. on THC
Nigga fuck around gave Young Khalifa a
Smoke the thing up in the week
a joint, put a worm around that motherfucker
Smoke it to the
Ohh shit, nigga just got some KK and he he on the way
Big P me church, get money on 'em every single day
So I everything, every room, every plane, every place
We

Nigga, we mobbin', we mobbin', shit!
Go, go! Nigga, we

2]
Now place that we go, they say we can't smoke
But we do it anyway, cause real G's smoke when want
When they say down, we turn up and turn up some mo'
When say put it out, it's too loud, We burn up some mo'
we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling

2]
Nigga keep going, keep the KK
Snakes in the grass keep
Ass so fat, look
city, state gotta show in
Another gotta go in
why you hate, I'm knowin
Niggas got too hoein'
I rollin' up
Drivin' a new car like that motherfucker stolen
They don't what i'm doin'
in my hand, nigga, 28 grams when i'm rollin'
Been through New York and and Paris and back
South By Southwes only niggas smokin' on
up bats
Go on, get a bong, get a
Everybody get along, get
Get a song, get a
What he say, every dog a cat
Potheads need a to relax
G pen of wax
10 Rolled cone joints, fast
No sticks no in the bag
Got reason to
In the front, y'all b's in the
Pair of chucks, ripped jeans is the
Little bitch, we

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