Luyện nghe bài hát Nuff Fire

It's Abby and
Ya we gon' you higha
So push up ya
Nuff Chronic, Burn

Hip Hop
What's in the ziploc?
Pit stop made at the bud
Tell me you just copped one bag
zig zag, up
a minute,
Here go that crispy 5 dolla I owe ya
What 'The Luniz, Cypress Hill & got in common
They all blow in da Russell California
And I'm scorpion, known for horny
An' born a magnetic stinger
Gettin' in any? performing
Swarming to me bees to honey
For music not the
Got the munchies, now I'm
Sierra, Nevadas while I'm snacking on some
clouds,
smelling like it's pungeant
out
with a stick of ganja
OUT!
Cause roll up on ya
LA to C-town, Midwest, back down
Florida to New Yorkers be love dis sound
sweet; kills not,
is not one bet can fuk us (no no no no no...)
Just sleeping Sindel, well we just can't be touched.

Hands is up like Yes
is a hit like baseball
broken bat single, I'm hoping that you too
So up ya lighters
Got Burn fire
And vibe witcha bredren, Abby Rude and DJ

...It's Abby and
Ya we take you higha...

up
Play this loud if your out, messed up
me proud, keep ya head up
'cause better now
Let me manifest
Smoke some Cannabis
Like I am a ex-pusher of the
No, I need to grow 'cause I can not
to buy ya do'
I got my card for arthritis
I breaking no laws,
So tonight we lifted...

Wait a minute, I hit it
in the bucket
C'mon, pimp my Xzibit
Time ta somethin'
Everything is Cool
Rude frontin'
Just feastin' at the food
I missed breakfast, I did brunch; a
& the rest of my day was how it was supposed ta
Shock I, forward on with progress
God Bless, so be no contest...

It's Abby and
Ya we gon' take you
so push up ya
Nuff chronic, fire...

respect
my crew
much
we get
much
betta not ta
much
you want the mess
respect...
my gets... respect, respect.