Luyện nghe bài hát Smoker Face

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

Uh, quality in it,
They me you don't get to die twice, so the high life, we livin',
Throw parties wit bad bitches, the cribs so foggy its to see in it,
Got that wanna go places, scared to show up wit me,
say I'm bad for they image,
Oh well, I up another L,
You you got the bomb, a real smoker can tell,
drink Gin when I fucks wit the liquor,
And only smoke joints, I fuck wit the swisher,
Stayed the 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 Spitta, He the only nigga that can smoke how I smoke,
Known as blow it by the O...

[Lady sings]

I hold it
Puff, puff,
And keep the if you smoke it last
A nigga loaded, lookin for another (drink?) but I already it
Chop me that
And nigga my credit good in neighborhood
me dat
You probably be 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 it wit all kinds of seeds
Probably why you hit it and get the face
This ain't loud, this a complaint
Smoke I got a point to make
That's why you see me got a joint to bake
me dog bring his own in case you need a reminder, mister blow it by the
O-O-O-O-o, o, o,
bitch