Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke

Man, I gotta smoking this shit
'Cause that gon' straight
I can't and I won't stop, ha, ha, ha, ha
Damn, yeah, blueberries

This microphones is mines, I you scopin'
I'm hopin' that you so I can bust your chest open
This is how I am, is my mentally
try to battle me, I cause fatalities

And this is how it is when the put to torture
MC's done tried to but I caught ya
I'm like a sorcerer, magical rhymes
I'm one of a kind, my too inclined for your mind

And that's the way it is, you cant see me so don't try
I wonder why done tried to step in and they died
Now I be that MC, you cant see
that breaks MC's backs

Matter of a that ain't the way you should do it
This is how it is in
I know this MC cant even get
Cause I rock from the west to the east coast

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Kurupt tell me, why they wanna

Now I'm rollin' in the fast tryin' to find the right lane
I'm spittin' game big pimpin' is my name
I a flame, so I can get this shit lit
Its dogg, I'm bout to drop me a hit

I got my named kingpin to the right
And we on smoking all night
And we through my nigga named priest gon' increase the peace
Blaze up another sack, get kakies creased

it's on and poppin', ain't no stopping
Snoop is on the mic I'm lyrically
Poppin' just a motherfuckin' strap
talk shit cause your best to watch your back

Because umm, why you sleepin' we
And um, we got a fat sack of blueberries, it's
My jerry told me one day
He said snoop when you reach the top will you please a J

For me and my homie J D O G, in the penitentiary but see
Its still to me cause I'ma swing it on bring it on
Got fat sack so blaze up the ozone
It on like that we no joke

So motherfuckin' back off or jack off for my smoke, smoke,

Why they fuck with my smoke?
tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to and ugh to drugs
But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why they wanna fuck my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
say no to dope and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' thug

Spots open, under water hydro
Orange fire and chronic out the door
Dogg soprano, sugar the pimp
Been had hoe's, havin' chips

Spit out shit like haa chooo
In a ride, ahh teezy with red haa shoes
Tha relatives, how is that
Half my blowin' do do wit a strap in my lap

Just goin' out the and its hurtin' niggaz
Kickin' niggaz down and searchin' niggaz
In the fence for a week and its perkin'
You niggaz ain't some gangstaz you some working

Ain't no mo silent
My prediction, 2004 theres be hoes and snitchin' niggaz
Or peepin' out the barrel of a 40
Hood on hood crime, killing homies

[Unverified] to Harlem, flippin' we ballin'
Ain't better than being young gangsta and ballin'
Blowed outta mind, probably be the high more
Master marna for the law

I'm from the salty 619, of the corca
Mystica holders pistolas and purple morta
finest find me north of tha border
Please, no seeds, break cost an awful lot

Chay on a borca, slide in croca's
Splitters or the swishers, twisters, hundred sport
This for big tony, in the yinta
Inglewood to tango, relativez the

Why they wanna with my smoke?
tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why they wanna with my smoke?
Somebody me why they wanna fuck with my smoke?
They say no to and ugh to drugs
But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga

Why they wanna with my smoke?
Somebody tell me why they wanna with my smoke?
They say no to and ugh to drugs
But motherfuck that I'm a motherfuckin' nigga