Luyện nghe bài hát Smoker Face

I it by the O. Yea bitch.
Cudi wassup nigga? We should smoke this. Real shit

Uh, weeds in it,
They me you don't get to die twice, so the high life, we livin',
Throw wit bad bitches, the cribs so foggy its hard to see in it,
Got girls that wanna go places, to show up wit me,
say I'm bad for they image,
Oh well, I up another L,
You thinkin' you got the bomb, a smoker can tell,
Only drink Gin I fucks wit the liquor,
And smoke joints, I don't fuck wit the swisher,
Stayed the once, now she done smokin' swishers,
And I ain't shit, I don't fuck wit you niggas Cuz,
I'm by my lonely,
Everyone tired, high,
I'm rollin' up Family Guy,
Finna call Spitta, He the only nigga that can how I smoke,
Known as Mister it by the O...

Gaga sings]

I hold it
Puff, puff,
And the roach if you smoke it last
A loaded, lookin for another (drink?) but I already rolled it
show me that
And nigga my credit good in every
me dat
You probably be where the lames and phonies at
Poor thing, I'm to rollin up and smoking the whole thing
Them niggas claim and sayin that they get high and leave it wit all kinds of seeds
Probably why you hit it and get the smoker
This ain't loud, this a complaint
Smoke like I got a point to
why everytime you see me got a joint to bake
Tell me dog his own in case you need a reminder, mister blow it by the
O-O-O-O-o, o, o,
bitch