Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' High

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Ridin'
lanes back and forth, poppin' strains of Indo
We ridin'
Foot on the gas, car and we smoke
Ridin'
back, smooth, it'll put you in the mood
We high
the Kings of the Chronic and this is how we do

When I bounce out, I got a pocket full of
Pants always sagged, Dash burnin' trees
??? understand the next line ???
Stop at the liquor store to get a little
a 12 pack up, a couple of blunts
Go back to the crib, now it's time to get
my girl up, 'cause I need a lil' love
Roll another blunt, let the smoke float

J
On a Sunday afternoon, washin' my car
Gettin' it ready for the night and the
Polishin' all the chrome and shinin' up the
Smokin' joint joint, I couldn't get no higher
Keep a chillin' in my cup holder
a bag in my lap full of nothin' but the dosha
Cruisin' out the neighborhood on a stoncreek (??)
I'm just out high, simply doin' my thing

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B
Hittin' the and become just like me
Kush smokin' full of THC (??)
One hit, two hit, three hit,
Then five more hits from my foot Roor
Then that shit up and hit it, pass it around
Don't hog it up or we take it and put you down
You wanna medicate,
Been for hittin' the bong, blunts, and the vaporate
We ridin' high an endless supply
Because we ?? and put the red in your
We sack it up in three months, packin' the free
the 420, we stackin' the damn money
And so it goes if you're the dro
Break it out, blaze it up, then you hittin' & (??)
With the KMK or the blend
You better twist those ends and go your friends

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X:
We rollin' out like Willy and the Bunch
With a ??, nothin' but the Skunk
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See the police, they ain't me
I've had a lot of cops sit & blaze with me
Throw guns and their badge on the table
And out a pound ???