Luyện nghe bài hát Pass The Bone

No stems no seeds you don't need
gold is *inhales* *deep voice* bad ass weed

Intro: genius,

Yo this is the
And I got the brotha prince on the side
You know we got the sess in the house
And yo God i'ma pass you the

Pass the bone kid, pass the
Pass the bone kid, the bone
Pass the bone kid, pass the
Pass the bone, so I can rule the

one: prince rakeem

Rakeem is feelin lovely, a pocket full of dough
A little drunk, mad slow
Thinkin, should I go to the club
And do what? and bag a rub-a-dub
Another thing, the cream, I wanted to get ripped
Put my on a blunt tip
been two weeks, since I last sparked it
Went to the club floors
Five fee, plus id
But a brother like me, his way in for free
Word, took a bar
Got a tall glass, of sex on the
Turned to my left, saw this girl she was sir
Oooh, ya do kid? I examined her
up, I tried to bag her, for her name
What happened? I didn't have the
Overwhelmed, by a in the air
Could it be? yes, yeah, a bag of sess there
It was and loud jerome
They had a bone, you mean a blunt? a
I said the bone, pass the bone
the bone kid, pass the bone
They passed it, took one I was blasted
Felt kind of stimulated,
We approached the cypher
Did you her? I tranquilized her
Bagged her, for her name and
Slid to her rest, acheived mad
But did you bone her? did I her?
Did I bone her; you heard her moan

Pass the bone, the bone
the bone kid, pass the bone
Pass the bone kid, the bone
Yo genius, flip the

Verse genius

Yo, the bone, kid pass the bone
Pass the bone, kid pass the
Pass the bone, kid pass the
Pass the bone so I the micraphone

Yo it
Outside a nightclub we shine some young bloods
Drinkin right down to the suds
Ready to inside and rip the mic phone
Hmm, and all I needed was a bone
And guess who come down the block stumbling
Ason, two bags of skunk
Pull out the blunt put the inside
Roll it up tight, the flame was applied
Inhale, but not to cough
Exhale, you know two pulls and off
kind of toxie
Seen a girl who was foxy, yo but she
Oxywash, oh my gosh, yo not to
But back to the
The brothers rolled up on the scene that I had
Smelled the skunk and said "yo the bone!"
I said, "lounge g" not enough to pass around
So go get a bag uptown
I a pound to the brothers who was sweatin
What about the wisdoms? yo was stressin me
"hey genius, genius, when ya do me
Step to me, you know me"
Just another red bone, that I had bagged in the red
And home to get my head flown
Forget about the cypher, so I slid to the back
Leavin of smoke stacks
That originated the sess crops
Give me the mic and me get props

Pass the bone, yo, kid the bone
the bone, kid pass the bone (6x)
Pass the bone, so I the microphone