Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Green

(Master P)My nigga Big Boss hit this sweet
Kane and Abel (what's up) gonna hit the muthafuckin
(what's up Mo B?)Skull Dugrey (KL) gonna pass that muthafucka righthere (Craig B)I'm a smoke of this
for all my niggaz dead and gone and ain't here
(time for us TRU niggaz to get ya'll high)
somethin (Silkk in this bitch, C-Murder)
for all them niggaz in the projects tryin to come up
(and you know me, P, pervin on that muthafuckin swisher sweet)
Mr Serv-On hit this sweet (swisha sweet)
Somebody done (that green chronic)
(nigga how we smoke it down here)
put Big Pokey on muthafuckin... on that dank
(dank, doja) got him on chronic
(we don't fuck with brown weed) Big V said
(brown weed's for suckas, nigga) him the sweet
and give it to Big Man (and we serve cluckas)
(so it's time to in yo muthafuckin ride and get it smoked up)
Don't pass it, nigga, to Big Ed you know he'll mug you
(I want the to be foggy)
(and tell ya partna nigga, pass that muthafucka, go this here)

Chorus: 1-2-3 blowin dank in my cadillac
4-5 niggaz smokin in my cadillac
6-7 blowin dank in my cadillac
8-9 niggaz weed in my cadillac
niggaz gettin high in my cadillac
12-13 niggaz won't fit in my
Gettin in my cadillac
Niggaz smokin in the cadilla

Uugghh!

1*
TRU niggaz keep roaches in the (ashtray)
And smoke mo chronic than that Diggity Dr. Dre
Ask Cube, today is a good day (good day)
And I been blowin green all fuckin day
And these hoes on my nuts, cause I got weed
Keep em 2 for 5, I got it 4 for 3
Holla at yo boy, if you get high
I keep green when I'm rollin in my dope ride
on that sweet, split it with your fingernail
Dump the tobacco out, pass the dank that's real
Turn up the on the 18s
Roll up the window cause a nigga can't lose no swisha
Smoke, and let my choke,
And if you handle that dank, get your ass out my car bro
We smokin since '83,
'97 Silkk ya'll hoes, none of ya'll bitches ride for free

II*
You got let's go half on a 40,
Stop the Lac at 6, it's time to get retarded
Bitch ask me for a shotgun, I'm that
20 minutes, same ho on her back
Talkin bout, she as a kigitty-kite
But we been and smokin dank all fuckin night
Made it home smellin on a nigga shirt
Say it smell like chronic, I mean green dirt
Got a fiendin, flippin to lunch
I mean you that dank (oooowheeee!) have you with the munch
Damn nigga, but it's all
After today I do that same shit, on wood
My red eyes need Visine, I got
If ya'll still smokin, fool press rewind

noises*

I

*Mo B.
go half on a 40 sack
Roll up some swishas, (I told ya'll niggaz I was gon get high)
For pull on that
it's time to get high (Cause that's how TRU niggaz ride)
That's how TRU niggaz ride (No Soldiers)

Smokin weed, makes me feel
I got the chronic on my mind (repeat)

(Master P)
Playaz get high, get smoked nigga, damn
one of ya'll gon pay
for my seats, ya'll done up my muthafuckin seats!