Luyện nghe bài hát Mary-go-round

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

Saggin my dickies, smoke like a
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 paper
It really don't matter take you there
You been my gal the age of 13
And Its funny to me, you still make me
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 words can't explain
You been true to me, by my side
I Wake up and get my mornings high
Other wonder why they get no love
Mary got a big ol' but, HUH

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

If yous a user
Throw your hands in the air with this muthafuckin three time
Producer, cool my future (pass the sweet)
Pass the madusa, I knews her
Who ya, Who ya ya are
Ya fuckin with a shootin star

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Smokin that
Drinkin puda
Booya, another killa Madulas
I thug in rida chick gets me
Theres no needa find a finer hyna
I decya my your fya
Be as we kids under plya

(chorus x2)
Mary-go-round and round
oh let the
the sweet

Now you can do snow or get wet as the
Me man I got jane in my
Of course I kick for white whores
But my wife mary-jane I get divorced
she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the red hair
The sick cause them jelous bitches wanna
coma vana Mariajuana
You was in Mexico but I took the chance
And brought your ass to the promise lands
I love to lay you so soft in my swisha
act like a and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your on all my walls
mama caught us kissin wanna call the
My family thinks you but trouble
Cant see how you helped me the struggle

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