Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Buddah

Ayo, I got a slight I smoke weed too much
Knees buckle the up when I'm splittin' my dutch
Back up back up! Ain't hittin' for free
It's E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me
It cost twenty if you're with it
Ayo son I around with my hooptie tinted
To ride around
I be feignin' for that pookie
I smoke the good sh, save the backyard for all groupies
And I be, smokin' up the hotel
mo' sheets than the Isleys, I'm high G
I'm it down for the be-Rrrah-I-see
K, blaze, tell you to get bluhh
(Hit the funky if you're around gettin' blitz)
Ask me if I love the rap game, I, I'm it
Cause I can do the ow fuck I feel is real
Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell uh to get the

I smoke on and on on, ya stop
I'm mad fucked up and ya don't stop
To all my real dogs, all my real
Who smokin', get the fuck ow
I smoke on and on on, ya stop
I'm gettin' mad fucked up and ya stop
To all my real dogs, all my real
Who ain't smokin', get the ow

I just love tokin', blackin' out like Tame in the
Of course I got the raw dog no need to your nose in
Gave you a straight up when we was smokin'
Froze you so fast, you looked it like Madonna
Aw! I got the sh to get whole click high
We can get high, but act funny and whip out
And they whip out, and blow notes like Michel'le
Cause you tried to jump the cipher and it goes

I on and on on, ya don't stop
I'm gettin' mad up and ya don't stop
To all my real dogs, all my real
Who smokin', get the fuck ow
I smoke on and on on, ya stop
I'm gettin' mad fucked up and ya don't
To all my dogs, all my real pals
Who smokin', get the fuck ow
Smoke Buddah, Buddah