Luyện nghe bài hát Smoker Face

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

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

[Lady Gaga

I never it
Puff, puff,
And the roach if you smoke it last
A nigga loaded, for another (drink?) but I already rolled it
Chop show me
And nigga my credit good in every
me dat
You probably be the lames and them phonies at
thing, I'm used to rollin up and smoking the whole thing
Them otha 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 noise
Smoke I got a point to make
why everytime you see me got a joint to bake
Tell me dog bring his own in you need a reminder, mister blow it by the
O-O-O-O-o, o, o,
bitch