Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Buddah

Ayo, I got a slight problem I smoke weed too
Knees buckle the fuck up I'm splittin' my dutch
Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin' for
just E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me
It twenty if you're down with it
Ayo son I ride with my hooptie tinted
To around blitted
Cause I be feignin' for that
I smoke the good sh, save the boogie for all groupies
And I be, up the hotel lobby
mo' sheets than the Isleys, I'm high G
I'm holdin' it down for the
K, blaze, tell you to get bluhh
(Hit the funky if you're 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 with D. Don and tell uh to get the dills

I smoke on and on on, ya stop
I'm gettin' mad fucked up and ya don't
To all my real dogs, all my real
Who smokin', get the fuck ow
I on and on on, ya don't stop
I'm gettin' mad fucked up and ya don't
To all my real dogs, all my real
Who smokin', get the fuck 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 shotgun we was smokin'
Froze you so fast, you looked it Madonna Vogue-in
Aw! I got the sh to get whole click high
We can get high, but act and I'ma whip out
And they gon' whip out, and blow like Michel'le
Cause you tried to jump the and it goes this-a-way

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
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
Buddah, smoke Buddah