Luyện nghe bài hát Smoker Face

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

Uh, quality in it,
They me you don't get to die twice, so the high life, we livin',
parties wit bad bitches, the cribs so foggy its hard to see in it,
Got that wanna 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 drink Gin when I wit the liquor,
And only smoke joints, I fuck wit the swisher,
Stayed the night once, now she smokin' swishers,
And I ain't passin' shit, I don't wit you niggas Cuz,
I'm by my lonely,
Everyone tired, high,
I'm rollin' up watchin' Guy,
Finna call Spitta, He the only that can smoke how I smoke,
as Mister blow it by the O...

[Lady sings]

I never it
Puff, puff,
And the roach if you smoke it last
A loaded, lookin for another (drink?) but I already rolled it
Chop me that
And my credit good in every neighborhood
me dat
You be where the lames and them phonies at
Poor thing, I'm used to rollin up and the whole thing
Them otha niggas claim and sayin that they get high and leave it wit all of seeds
why you hit it and get the smoker face
This loud, this a noise complaint
like I got a point to make
That's why everytime you see me got a to bake
Tell me dog bring his own in case you a reminder, mister blow it by the
O-O-O-O-o, o, o,
bitch