Luyện nghe bài hát Smokedope And Rap

I smoke chewy like a mother nut
You got a bag get the zags and roll her up
'cause a nigga like me, cant it when im high
Get the visine for the red eyes
Jumped in the with the niggas from the set
The went out, but we aint done yet
Get another one blaze like its barbeque
it aint like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth
yea, im a 6'5" motherfucker
if u didnt me, you would think i was a clucker
but im not a im a dodger and a ducker
come a lil im a show u im a punch ya
and if i cant u get my gun and im a buck ya
turn u over a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya
like a fiend for the weed ill
4 15's in ur trunk thats
proper ass amps zapco,
put the on the dash roll a dolla do a line
RBL's maybe 1 2 3
or the funky by the I.M.P
now im like a motherfucking jet
fuck a 9 to 5 im a on the set
these thangs and fuck these hoes,
one line at a time up a niggas nose
the clean my sinuses just like a shower
indo or thai it in with the powder
now im chewy with a hard ass dick
ooh goes my pager could it be a trick bitch
its Janine, she licked my dick clean
cum right away a dime bag of weed
Like a nigga thats sick, caught up in the
the pussy bust a nut and like a vet stick and move
Out of house a quickies all i need she got mad
I killed it and I didn't bring the weed
I did bring the weed but I in my Cutty
Did you really think I would smoke some dank you dummy? (yeah)
No, Dre Dog rolled
See my nigga Cougnut nigga let's get
He said I got the drank and you got the
He my nigga Dre Dog Frisco is the place
For me to get high and you to get
We smoke dope we rap and these hoes we

Ooh I'm high as hell from snorting that
Mr. Cee so I could tidy up the curl
Out shop hoes do jock
See my in a rag I will drop top
See the on the block I think her name was Kim
Just her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim
I said hi how you doin, my is Dre Dog
You give me your number I'll give you a
She said my hair looked proper as it in the wind
But I can't have her number 'cause I her best friend
a pity I'm a nigga that just don't care
Except for my dope my and hair
'cause I go it's the same damn song
smoke more dope than Cheech and Chong
I love to the truth but I'm such a good liar
The Dre Dog nigga smoke more than Richard
I'm to the dope that I smoke no joke
Check me right now a gram in my coat
Cocaine (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car and ID that's fake
And rhymes do pay so my pockets do
I snort so much that they should call me Dre Blow
'cause I don't drink beer I don't gin
Bust the freak hit the then I try to fuck her friends
Dre Dog don't laugh ain't a thing funny
When niggas to freaks who ain't got no money
I smoke enough blunts fool to fill my brain
boy do me raw cut cocaine
And niggas get pumped they smell dank aroma
When smell dank aroma then they know I'm on the corner
They offer me but I don't get drunk
I smoke I rap and these hoes I fuck