Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Stix

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

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

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

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

Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda
Down for mine that's the way mama me
Summertime we freak in the
Butt naked in the 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? Anybody? Who got the

If you don't know how to do it, yo how ya do it
Take the scherm and and dip it in the fluid
Oh my God! Oh my God! Now the shit is lookin'
Lights and stars all me and above me

Never feelin' good, I watch a motherfucker
Try to step into the Circle I 'em up like wood
Put 'em in an and send it off to Interscope
'Cause gettin' short, I'm chokin' from the smoke

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

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

Woke up the next in a cold sweat
Under the bed, soakin' wet, wearin' boots and a net
45 was layin' on the dresser
Last night I played the role of the

Toked up a good bag, Jenna had a nap
Flashback got me ready to
I know what I done did
And I know where I done been

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

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