Luyện nghe bài hát Maan

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

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

1]
Nigga, I don't just be weed
A nigga got pounds to burn apparent
Just cause you up in this
Don't mean you gon' hit shit
You roll somethin'
like you got a cold or somethin'
O.D. on THC
Nigga fuck around Young Khalifa a pound
the whole thing up in the week
Roll a joint, put a worm around that
Smoke it to the
Ohh shit, nigga got some 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, place
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 they want
they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some mo'
When say put it out, it's too loud, We burn up some mo'
Then we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and

2]
Nigga keep going, keep the KK
Snakes in the grass keep
Ass so fat, swollen
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 understand what i'm
Money in my hand, nigga, 28 grams when i'm
Been through New York and London and Paris and
South By only niggas smokin' on pack
up bats
Go on, get a bong, get a
get along, get attached
Get a song, get a
he say, every dog need a cat
Potheads need a joint to
G pen of wax
10 Rolled cone joints, really
No no seeds in the bag
Got reason to
In the front, b's in the back
Pair of chucks, ripped jeans is the
bitch, we mobbin'

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