Luyện nghe bài hát Marijuana Man

Y'all who I is
Man!

[Verse 1 - Ortiz]
Ok, I got the pot in town
But before you get me, boy
I want you to around
So when you back this way
You know you dealing with piff
I'm a king of the
No ands, or ifs
It's them haze from down MIA
I got 5 G's a P, don't what I pay
Put 20?s in a bag
your 50?s in a jar
Made could move hundreds
If hustled up to par
I drive a nice car off the of that plant
Just breaking up a bud'll have your fingers all
I'm Ray? treated like
And my shit stamped
Call it ? everything I love all you is one bud
To f-ck up camp
On the all the time
be knowing my steez
Environmentalists be hating how I'm them trees
But I can't stop, that pot knots in my pocket
Unless I get or knocked, y'all not gon knock it
Who I'm is?

x2]
Marijuana man, high as a man
20 in my right, nice in my other hand
I'm a man, I'm just tryna double, man
Stack a couple grand
everybody puffing man

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

[Verse 3 - Joell
You can dabble with the stuff
And made a lot of
But a couple guys I got hit with numbers like the Raiders
Real dudes, they ain't even mention a player
So I switched hustles - cash ain't as
But it's much
I'm in and out of
Without even of the risk
A weed case is like a
slap on the wrist
But enough getting locked
Cause ain't getting caught
Everybody getting
The whole world pot, baby!