Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Buddah

Ayo, I got a problem I smoke weed too much
Knees the fuck up when I'm splittin' my dutch
Back up up! Ain't nobody hittin' for free
It's just E Doubl-E, Murray, and me
It cost twenty if you're down it
Ayo son I ride around my hooptie tinted
To ride around
Cause I be feignin' for pookie
I smoke the good sh, the backyard boogie for all groupies
And I be, smokin' up the hotel
Between mo' sheets 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 riding around gettin' blitz)
Ask me if I the rap game, I, I'm loving it
I can do what the ow fuck I feel is real
Blaze the poot D. Don and tell uh to get the dills

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

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

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