Luyện nghe bài hát Smokedope And Rap

I smoke chewy a mother fucking nut
You got a bag get the zags and roll her up
'cause a nigga like me, cant fake it when im
Get the for the tight red eyes
Jumped in the Cutlass the niggas from the set
The blunt out, but we aint done yet
Get one blaze like its barbeque beef
it nuttin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth
yea, im a skinny 6'5"
if u didnt know me, you would i was a clucker
but im not a clucker im a and a ducker
come a lil closer im a show u im a ya
and if i cant beat u get my gun and im a ya
turn u over like a bitch pull out my dick and im a ya
like a fiend for the weed ill
4 15's in ur trunk beat
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
slang these and fuck these hoes,
one line at a time up a niggas nose
the shit clean my sinuses just like a
indo or thai it in with the powder
now im chewy high a hard ass dick
ooh goes my pager could it be a trick bitch
oooh its Janine, she licked my clean
cum away bring a dime bag of weed
a nigga thats sick, caught up in the groove
Kill the bust a nut and like a vet stick and move
Out of that house a quickies all i she got mad
Because I killed it and I bring the weed
I did bring the weed but I left in my
Did you really think I smoke some dank with you dummy? (yeah)
No, Dre Dog rolled
See my Cougnut nigga let's get high
He said I got the drank and you got the
He said my 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
brush Mr. Cee so I could up the curl
Out that hoes do jock
See my Cutty in a rag I drop top
See the freak on the block I think her was Kim
Just her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim
I hi how you doin, my name is Dre Dog
You me your number I'll give you a call
She said my hair looked proper as it in the wind
But I can't have her number 'cause I her best friend
It's a pity I'm a nigga that just don't
Except for my dope my and hair
'cause everywhere I go it's the same damn
Nigga smoke dope than Cheech and Chong
I love to tell the but I'm such a good liar
The Dre Dog nigga smoke more Richard Pryor
I'm true to the dope that I no joke
Check me right now there's a in my coat
blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?)
Rubber car keys and ID fake
And do pay so my pockets do grow
I snort so much snow that 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 damn funny
niggas talk to freaks who ain't got no money
I done smoke enough blunts fool to my brain
Chewy boy do me raw cut
And niggas get pumped when they dank aroma
When they dank aroma then they know I'm on the corner
They me drank but I don't get drunk
I smoke dope I rap and hoes I fuck