Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Green

(Master P)My nigga Big Boss hit this sweet
Kane and (what's up) gonna hit the muthafuckin sweet
(what's up Mo B?)Skull Dugrey (KL) gonna that 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)
somethin (Silkk in this bitch, C-Murder)
for all them niggaz in the projects that's to come up
(and you me, Master P, pervin on that muthafuckin swisher sweet)
Mr gonna hit this sweet (swisha sweet)
Somebody done (that muthafuckin chronic)
(nigga that's how we it down here)
put Big Pokey on that muthafuckin... on dank
(dank, doja) got him on chronic
(we don't fuck with that brown weed) Big V
(brown weed's for suckas, nigga) him the sweet
and then give it to Big Man (and we cluckas)
(so it's time to in yo muthafuckin ride and get it smoked up)
pass it, nigga, to Big Ed cause you know he'll mug you
(I the windows to be foggy)
(and tell ya partna nigga, that muthafucka, go like this here)

Chorus: 1-2-3 niggaz blowin dank in my
4-5 niggaz smokin weed in my
6-7 niggaz blowin in my cadillac
8-9 blowin weed in my cadillac
10-11 niggaz gettin in my cadillac
12-13 won't fit in my cadillac
high in my cadillac
Niggaz smokin in the cadilla

Uugghh!

1*
TRU niggaz keep in the ashtray (ashtray)
And mo chronic than that nigga Diggity Dr. Dre
Ask Cube, cause today is a day (good day)
And I been blowin that all fuckin day
And hoes on my nuts, cause I got that 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
on that sweet, split it with your fingernail
Dump the tobacco out, pass the green that's real
up the bass on the 18s
Roll up the window cause a nigga can't no swisha sweet
Smoke, and let my choke,
And if you can't that dank, get your ass out my car bro
We been 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 bout
20 minutes, that same ho on her
Talkin bout, she high as a
But we been fuckin and smokin all fuckin night
Made it home smellin on a nigga shirt
Say it smell like chronic, I mean that dirt
Got a fiendin, flippin to lunch
I mean you know that dank (oooowheeee!) have you the munch
nigga, but it's all good
After today I do that same shit, on wood
My red need Visine, I got mine
If ya'll still smokin, fool press rewind

noises*

I

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

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

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