Luyện nghe bài hát Smokefest 1999

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

CaTashTraphe , I shoot it through, dipped in twenty-four
If y'all niggas feel me, then I blame it on your parents
'Cuz Tash fuck it up, twist it up wit luck
My style is cold like I it off the ice cream truck

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

'Cuz Tash is my name, start it wit a bang
Tash'll end it wit a, not the same thing
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 about some skrill
You know bout to pop if Likwit Crew is on the bill
You can ask my nigga how real this is, the weed
SmokeFest '99 something to the beat

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

I was lookin' to get my blowed up like Kid Dynamtie, the time is right
Be ridin' the track so 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 'cuz I be
And the track and verbally attackin' on yo' style for fun

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

I can be the player you bust wit
Or nigga you even wanna go fuck wit
Or nup wit, you suck dick, so why you all up on my nuts
I hold the and that's wit a vice grip, really tightly

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

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

Soakin' wet wounds, tanglin' tunes
Musty under arms, soul shlong
off in the drums, rhythm on the one
Stankonious under smellin' where I'm comin' son

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

Smoke, time

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

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

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

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

Smoke, SmokeFest

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

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

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

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

The Brew Crew and the Masters together
Gettin' you higher and fuckin' you up that faster
Zig Zags, leafs, pipes and bong-bowls
All be gettin' smoked at the Buddha head

Excuse me, if it too complicated
The herb I hold is while yours is nickel plated
Let me mash out, I'm breakin' the stash out, the out
I roll into the studio and smoke my Tash out
(Smoke, time)
Wit that Doctor Greenthumb shit, know what I

Smoke, SmokeFest