Luyện nghe bài hát Mary-go-round

Yo-yo homeboy, me dat
Yo, this is the i wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary

Saggin my dickies, smoke a hippy
Smell so good she get wet and sticky
You lift me, you the bomb
Got a blowin like Cheech and Chong
A bong, a blunt, or a square
It really don't matter she'll take you
You my gal since the age of 13
And Its to me, you still make me fiend
You put a spell on me with the voodoo
You love when my boys come and run us a choo
Mary-Jane in the game
The way I feel words explain
You been true to me, stood by my
I up and get my mornings first high
Other wonder why they get no love
Mary got a big ol' but, HUH

(CHORUS x2)
Mary-go-round, and round
Oh let the mary-go-round, pass the

If yous a user
Throw your hands in the air with this three time user
Producer, wanna cool my (pass the sweet)
Pass the madusa, I never her
Who ya, Who ya ya are
Ya fuckin a dopehouse shootin star

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Smokin budda
Drinkin puda
Booya, another killa from
I in rida chick gets me higher
Theres no needa tryna find a finer
I decya my your fya
Be bestet as we under plya

(chorus x2)
round and round
oh let the
the sweet

Now you can do or get wet as the rain
Me man I got jane in my
Of course I kick for white whores
But my wife I never get divorced
Cause she be tha one fit for a playa
The eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick cause them jelous bitches
coma vana Mariajuana
You was in Mexico but I took the chance
And brought your ass across to the lands
I love to lay you down so soft in my
act like a freak and let all my hit ya
I got your picture on all my
mama caught us kissin wanna call the
My family you nothin but trouble
Cant see how you me through the struggle

(chorusx2)
Mary-go-round round and
Oh let the
pass the