Luyện nghe bài hát Maan

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

I smoked the damn pound
I'm a need one, 'nother one
Eyes closed, I won't come
Only papers, no we don't with blunts

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

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

2]
Now every that we go, they say we can't smoke
But we do it anyway, cause real G's smoke when they
When they say turn down, we turn up and 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 keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and

2]
Nigga going, keep the KK blowin
Snakes in the keep mowin'
Ass so fat, swollen
Another city, gotta show in
Another gotta go in
Reason why you hate, I'm
Niggas got too hoein'
I keep up
a brand new car like that motherfucker stolen
They understand what i'm doin'
Money in my hand, nigga, 28 when i'm rollin'
Been through New York and London and and back
South By Southwes niggas smokin' on pack
Rollin' up
Go on, get a bong, get a
Everybody get along, get
Get a song, get a
he say, every dog need a cat
Potheads need a to relax
G pen of wax
10 cone joints, really fast
No no seeds in the bag
Got reason to
In the front, b's in the back
Pair of chucks, ripped jeans is the
Little bitch, we

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