Luyện nghe bài hát Smoker Face

I it by the O. Yea bitch.
Cudi wassup We should smoke after 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 go places, scared to show up wit me,
They say I'm bad for image,
Oh well, I roll up L,
You thinkin' you got the bomb, a real can tell,
Only Gin when I fucks wit the liquor,
And only smoke joints, I don't wit the swisher,
the night once, now she done smokin' swishers,
And I ain't passin' shit, I don't wit you niggas Cuz,
I'm by my lonely,
else tired, high,
I'm rollin' up Family Guy,
Finna call Spitta, He the nigga that can smoke how I smoke,
as Mister blow it by the O...

[Lady Gaga

I never it
Puff, puff,
And keep the if you smoke it last
A nigga loaded, lookin for another (drink?) but I already it
Chop show me
And nigga my credit good in neighborhood
me dat
You be where the lames and them phonies at
Poor thing, I'm used to rollin up and smoking the whole
Them otha niggas claim and sayin that they get high and leave it wit all of seeds
Probably why you hit it and get the face
This ain't loud, this a noise
Smoke like I got a to make
why everytime you see me got a joint to bake
Tell me dog bring his own in case you need a reminder, mister it by the
O-O-O-O-o, o, o,
bitch