Luyện nghe bài hát Marijuana Man

Y'all who I is
Man!

[Verse 1 - Ortiz]
Ok, I got the best pot in
But before you get me, boy
I want you to shop
So when you come this way
You know you dealing that piff
I'm a of the spliffs
No ands, or ifs
It's them magazine haze from MIA
I got 5 G's a P, don't worry I pay
Put 20?s in a bag
Slide your in a jar
Made niggas move hundreds
If hustled up to par
I drive a nice car off the strength of that
Just breaking up a bud'll have your fingers all
I'm Ray? treated dope
And my shit stamped
Call it ? I love all you need is one bud
To f-ck up your
On the grind all the
be knowing my steez
Environmentalists be hating how I'm moving trees
But I can't stop, that pot keep knots in my
I get shot or knocked, y'all not gon knock it
Who I'm is?

x2]
Marijuana man, as a Marley man
20 in my right, nice philly in my hand
I'm a hustle man, I'm just double, man
Stack a hundred grand
Keep everybody man

2 - Joell Ortiz]
I got it all
kind of smoke are you trying to do?
Looking for something and smooth?
Right this way: I'll show you blues
The best part about this, go ahead and toss it on scale
That only a .7, this bud is puffy as hell
Want a little stronger?
I got something that'll you
Follow me over - see that right there?
Yeah, that purple
The a little tighter
And I"m you're smelling fumes
It tastes just it smells and that high?
It packs a peww, now this fella here
both fluffy and he's right
His nickname is "Albino", he's a rhino and white
I'd leave him in a jar so they could see him and get
Cause drenched in THC
Looks like a tree with Christmas
And last but not least: plain green
But he can push! Grand-daddy of all
at his swoosh, they call his "Kush"
Now it costs a more - but my oh my will this one go
And so there you it bro
Last left it get this dough
Who I is?

[Verse 3 - Joell
You can dabble the other stuff
And a lot of paper
But a couple guys I knew got hit with like the Raiders
Real dudes, they ain't even mention a player
So I hustles - cash ain't as fast
But it's much
I'm in and out of
Without even of the risk
A weed is like a bracelet
slap on the wrist
But about getting locked
ain't nobody getting caught
Everybody getting
The world smoking pot, baby!