Luyện nghe bài hát Smokefest 1999

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Yo, grab a seat, welcome to SmokeFest '99
I'm glad you all make it
As you can see admission was free this SmokeFest year
All the weed you see is free, but the blunts cost sixty bucks,

CaTashTraphe , I shoot it through, in twenty-four karats
If y'all niggas don't feel me, then I it on your parents
'Cuz Tash it up, don't twist it up wit luck
My style is cold I bought it off the ice cream truck

Listen here, Tash be niggas wit my beer
Tash be partied as fuck swingin' off the chandelier
Tash be here, be there
Tash be everywhere poppin'
I'm to let you know fuckin' wit me is not an option

Tash is my name, Tash'll start it wit a bang
Tash'll end it wit a, that's not the same
Tash'll split your frame, Tash swings like chains
I be rollin' wit King T, and we all in the same

But enough about CaTash, let's talk about skrill
You know bout to pop if Likwit Crew is on the bill
You can ask my nigga Phil how real this is, the
SmokeFest '99 burn something to the

man, y'all came all the way from where, man?
"All the way Mobile, Alabama"
(Smoke, time)
Oh yeah, you got sixty bucks for a
"Yessir, we came to smoke some wit you baby"

I was lookin' to get my skull blowed up Kid Dynamtie, the time is right
Be ridin' the so fiercely that it seems that I'm already high tonight
But I'm not though just on Black & Mild ones
And people thinkin' I'm the wild one I be flippin'
And rippin' the track and verbally on yo' style for fun

Higher soul but to please myself I gotta be composin' fly shit
And you notifying Alkaholiks
So motherfucker you better duck bitch
What do you boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trap
I the dope spot, but the slangin' got my snappin' like the rope hot

I can be the player you bust wit
Or nigga you don't even wanna go wit
Or nup wit, you suck dick, so why you all up on my quick
I hold the microphone and that's wit a vice grip, really

And I'm keepin the words clear
So you gon' when you try to bite thee
Very nicely, Aquemini my nigga, not a
But I likely, gon' fetch a sack of green stuff
While I write G, yeah right

Hard life, now picture
A in jail, rappin' while his folk in the next cell
Tappin' wit some spoons, we do rank the boom
Fresh off a planet wit dunes and maroon moons

wet wounds, titty tanglin' tunes
Musty under arms, soul shlong
Bump off in the drums, on the one
Stankonious under where I'm comin' from son

The day you is when you start to die
The time in between us will mean the most, I toast my
Shit gets so bad, I it make you wanna cry
But suck it up, up, go ahead and do your thing
For I'm high

Smoke, time

Yo yo yo, whenever I'm writing, you can call me Titan
Reciting to you an like Phil Donahue
Me and my crew, translate Los Angeles, scandalous, Watergate
Phil on the break, on the break

Phil in the blank, it feels bad like gettin' shanked
Fill out taxes, I'm writin' exact on my axis
From my down to my Air Max's, Phil waxes and relaxs
Phil also fills up mental food up in gully basket

My name is Jason when I out my application
To the nation, is gonna get in filled what they facin'
feel the ration, Phil feel the adrenaline
I penetrate penicillin, niggas be like "Phil is illin'!"

is willin' and ready, Phil is Raw like Eddie
Phil be cuttin up like and confetti
Deadly, Phil feel the pain when I through the rain
Niggas be like "He sayin again, Phil again, Phil again"

Smoke, SmokeFest

Hey hey hey
Peace rap world, I'd like to make a special announcement right now
We have a special guest that just in the house
You know man, he the smokiest cat in rap music
He goes by the name of the Greenthumb, smoke 'em out

Now I be, rollin' and smokin' and the golden sack
When my lungs be swollen, hittin' the bong foldin'
For ironic, growin' the hydroponic
We got it, robotic you on melodic tricks of sonic

SmokeFest, expandin' your
bless best, for you to step back
'Cuz lyrics are like cess weed, yes indeed

The you need to retrieve it
ten niggas in a circle smokin' a spliff, believe it, retrieve it
Over the counter, can you it
I you Doctor Greenthumb digits, but don't repeat it

The Brew Crew and the Buddah Masters
Gettin' you higher and fuckin' you up that faster
Zig Zags, blunt leafs, pipes and
All be gettin' at the Buddha head shows

Excuse me, if it seems too
The herb I hold is platinum yours is nickel plated
Let me out, I'm breakin' the stash out, the hash out
I roll the studio and smoke my nigga Tash out
(Smoke, time)
Wit Doctor Greenthumb shit, know what I mean?

Smoke, SmokeFest