Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Buddah

Ayo, I got a slight problem I weed too much
Knees the fuck up when I'm splittin' my dutch
Back up back up! Ain't nobody for free
It's just E Doubl-E, Murray, and me
It twenty if you're down with it
Ayo son I around with my hooptie tinted
To ride blitted
Cause I be feignin' for pookie
I smoke the good sh, save the boogie for all groupies
And I be, smokin' up the lobby
Between mo' than the Isleys, I'm high G
I'm holdin' it 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 love the rap game, I, I'm it
Cause I can do what the ow fuck I feel is
Blaze the with D. Don and tell uh to get the dills

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

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

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