Luyện nghe bài hát My Hippy

Now I'm never goin to again,
let's turn this to a ending evening.
"Pants his ass how did he get in?"
Good karma, I'm on the end.
Never growing up Mr. Pan,
bumpin old school the shows on TV Land.
I'm warmin up but I don't a fan.
You aint down Rasta? My gosh, hasta la vista man.
Cuz I aint puttin "grade A" out for nobody,
you can do you do just don;t do nothin to my party.
I'm already a regular in favor, a savior
I got my own flavor, I don't do it like your neighbor.
But I'm you knew that,
it's impossible to a secret if you rap.
not do that, give me every detail and make it juicy.
Gotta tell the world about the movie, how you thoughtfully,
how you it so groovy, let em let em know.
IF YOU SEE ME IN CITY SAY "WHAT'S UP MY HIPPY"
I SMOKE. "KILLY".
ALL WE DO IS AROUND PULL UP TO A DIFFERENT TOWN
WINTER, SUMMER, STORMIN, WE STILL GOT THE WINDOWS
AS A MUTHA FUCKA.
All we do is roll around, up to a different town.
yelling "Hallelujah!", yeah they lovin the different sound.
The radio's Depression will soon be ending,
I leave my impression on adolescence,
I'm your type like the text that you sending.
i said i meant it, i don't no edit.
I get it, I get it. Reinvent it, I need any credit.
forget it.
What was I
bout my crew?
Cool.
(don't act like you see us now.)
(we're back!)
(it's lookin like again my hippy.)
IF YOU SEE ME IN CITY SAY "WHAT'S UP MY HIPPY"
I SMOKE. "KILLY".