Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Buddah

Ayo, I got a slight I smoke weed too much
Knees the fuck up when I'm splittin' my dutch
Back up back up! nobody hittin' for free
It's E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me
It cost twenty if down with it
Ayo son I around with my hooptie tinted
To around blitted
Cause I be feignin' for pookie
I smoke the good sh, save the boogie for all groupies
And I be, smokin' up the hotel
Between mo' than the Isleys, I'm high G
I'm it down for the be-Rrrah-I-see
K, blaze, you to get bluhh politely
(Hit the funky if you're riding around blitz)
Ask me if I the rap game, I, I'm loving 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 don't
I'm gettin' mad up and ya don't stop
To all my real dogs, all my pals
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 dogs, all my real pals
Who smokin', get the fuck ow

I just tokin', blackin' out like Tame in the open
Of course I got the raw dog no need to stick nose in
Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was
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 gon' whip out, and blow notes Michel'le
Cause you tried to jump the and it goes this-a-way

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