Luyện nghe bài hát Roll It Up

Roll it up then, no
Smoke it up then, the nation
Roll it up then, the ganja
I need to pass the roach it's burning my hand

Let me take you on a trip, deep where I
With the P-Town in the city of Placentia
Tell 'em what were gonna do? Fool, I though you
We're gonna fishbowl this and roll the avenue

Man, I'm to park it so we can get to spark it
We'll score a fat sack and there won't be no then
make a right turn the shef'll burn
Break out the two four and put the on turn

We need to up because my high's straight escapin'
We need a sixty because this bowl, I'm sick of scrapin'
We're low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb
I got a fifty, so Loc, what's the word?

It's superb, we 'bout to it
We'll score a fat sack and smoke till hazin'
Never me because we just got lifted
Saint call freaks, why me? Because you're gifted

it up then, no frontation
Smoke it up then, the nation
Roll it up then, the ganja
I need to pass the roach because it's burning my

Saint, we got low we smoked all our dope
shit was straight legit, when I hit it, I almost choked
Man, he broke and too bad, we ain't no
Two hits and pass Saint, man, I want another

The sap oversoked, man, I want mo'
That shit got me tipsy, I fell out the door
Well, look at Saint's eyes, is that sucker
Shake him or that fool's start trippin'

What's a man to do when the avenues of life crashin' down?
It makes me think twice, with the J out your
You ain't but a rookie
Tryin' to drop but your mind is playin' hooky
Pay attention Loc, I only speak the
Sing along with the song, out to the youth

Roll a man a joint and smoke for a night
Teach him how to and he'll smoke for life
Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a
Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for

Roll it up then, no
Smoke it up then, the nation
it up then, burn the ganja
I need to pass the roach because it's burning my

Man, I'm gettin' stressed, I to hit the cess
I need to get some herb so I can calm my
Let's get some Sensemilla, twenty a quarter
Naw let's get some kind bud it's willin' to ya

Now it out, I get a twenty from my girl
I get a quarter bag of the MC Shwag that you hurl
Look I got, I just got my double chamber
We smoke it with the everlast clip, for danger

And if a stranger to get a taste of it
He can take a hit and and pay me for my grip
I try to two sacks in case one gets lonely
There's a sign on my door says bud smokers only

Bud smokers only, bud smokers
There's a sign on my door that says 'Bud Only'
Man, I'm gettin' hungry, we need to get some
Man, I need chronic to get me in the mood
Well, hold up, my pager is up
Oh yeah, that's X-Daddy, like we'll be rollin' up

Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up
it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up
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