Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Green

(Master P)My Big Boss gonna hit this sweet
Kane and (what's up) gonna hit the muthafuckin sweet
(what's up Mo B?)Skull Dugrey (KL) gonna pass muthafucka righthere (Craig B)I'm a smoke some of this
for all my niggaz dat's dead and gone and here
(time for us TRU niggaz to get niggaz high)
Smoke somethin (Silkk in bitch, C-Murder)
for all them niggaz in the projects that's tryin to up
(and you me, Master P, pervin on that muthafuckin swisher sweet)
Mr Serv-On gonna hit this (swisha sweet)
Somebody done (that muthafuckin chronic)
(nigga that's how we it down here)
put Big Pokey on muthafuckin... on that dank
(dank, doja) got him on chronic
(we don't fuck with that weed) Big V said
(brown weed's for suckas, nigga) pass him the
and then it to Big Man (and we serve cluckas)
(so it's to jump 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 nigga, pass that muthafucka, go like this here)

1-2-3 niggaz 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
10-11 gettin high in my cadillac
12-13 niggaz fit in my cadillac
Gettin in my cadillac
Niggaz smokin in the cadilla

Uugghh!

1*
TRU keep roaches in the ashtray (ashtray)
And smoke mo chronic than that Diggity Dr. Dre
Ask Cube, cause is a good day (good day)
And I blowin that green all fuckin day
And these hoes on my nuts, cause I got weed
em 2 for 5, niggaz I got it 4 for 3
Holla at yo boy, if you wanna get
I keep that green when I'm rollin in my dope
Lickin on that sweet, split it with fingernail
Dump the tobacco out, pass the dank that's real
Turn up the on the 18s
Roll up the window a nigga can't lose no swisha sweet
Smoke, and let my choke,
And if you can't handle that dank, get 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 twenty go half on a 40,
Stop the Lac at Motel 6, it's to get retarded
Bitch ask me for a shotgun, I'm bout
20 minutes, that ho on her back
Talkin bout, she high as a
But we been and smokin dank all fuckin night
Made it home mama on a nigga shirt
Say it smell like chronic, I mean that dirt
Got a fiendin, flippin to lunch
I mean you know that (oooowheeee!) have you with the munch
Damn nigga, but all good
After today I do that shit, knock on wood
My red eyes need Visine, I got
If ya'll niggaz smokin, fool press rewind

*rewind

I

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

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

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