Luyện nghe bài hát Nuff Fire

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

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

Hands is up like Yes
This is a hit baseball
bat single, I'm hoping that you sing too
So push up ya
Got Chronic? 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 of the Kaya
No, I need to grow I can not afford
to buy ya do'
I got my medical card for
I breaking no laws,
So tonight we lifted...

a minute, I done hit it
Hotboxin' in the
C'mon, pimp my Xzibit
ta move somethin'
Everything is Cool
Never Rude
Just at the food function
I breakfast, I did brunch; a mimosa
& the rest of my day was how it was supposed ta
Shock I, forward on with progress
God Bless, so be no contest...

Abby and Vita'
Ya we gon' you higher
so up ya lighta
Nuff chronic, fire...

respect
my gets
much
we get
much
not ta test
much
you don't the mess
respect...
my gets... respect, respect.