Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Stix

Alright, alright, alright, alright,
we got a guy comin' out from Compton, California
He tell you all about his experiment with a drug called Stix
That's some kind of embalment fluid with scherm
Those niggas in, those black guys down in Compton
Down in Compton, yo, stop

Who got the Who got the bomb?
Anybody? Who got the bomb?
Who got the Who got the bomb?
Somebody? Who got the bomb?

Pass me the dip, time to take a hit
Of the potent ass the kind that make you strip
Two critter, now I'm an airplane
Flyin' high my brain

You karate, I no rizzeign
Try to me down I feel no pain
Puffer, toker, loopy loop
Coolio Loca, laugh like The

Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda
for mine that's the way mama raised me
Summertime we in the heat
Butt in the middle of the street
We're Stix, yeah

Who got the Who got the bomb?
Somebody? Anybody? Who got the
Who got the Who got the bomb?
Somebody? Who got the bomb?

If you know how to do it, yo here's how ya do it
Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the
Oh my God! Oh my God! Now the is lookin' lovely
Lights and stars all me and above me

feelin' good, I watch a motherfucker work
Try to step into the I chop 'em up like wood
Put 'em in an envelope and send it off to
'Cause nigga's gettin' short, I'm chokin' the smoke

I pass it to my so he can take a toke
Got a large loot, got it robbin' 'cause I was broke
Jumped in the bucket, mad like a demon
If only you could trip off shit that I'm seein'
I got to get a grip cos the nigga's about to
Sometimes that's how it get when you're Stix, yeah, yeah

Who got the bomb? Who got the
Anybody? Who got the bomb?
Who got the bomb? Who got the
Somebody? Anybody? Who got the

Woke up the next morning in a sweat
the bed, soakin' wet, wearin' boots and a hair net
Empty 45 was layin' on the
Last night I the role of the tester

Toked up a bag, Jenna had a good nap
got me ready to scrap
I don't know what I did
And I don't know where I been

I know last night I my friend
And if that's then call it a sin
But I was broke and broke ain't no
And I can't without my Smith so

So dip it up and watch me it up
And I'll get up and I might go nuts
So the loot motherfucker, pass the loot
Pass the motherfucker to a troop
We're Stix