Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Stix

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

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

Pass me the dip, it's time to a hit
Of the ass shit the kind that make you strip
Two headed critter, now I'm an
high inside 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, crazy
Down for mine that's the way raised me
we freak in the heat
Butt naked in the of the street
We're Stix, yeah

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

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

Never feelin' good, I watch a work
Try to step into the Circle I chop 'em up wood
Put 'em in an envelope and send it off to
nigga's gettin' short, I'm chokin' from the smoke

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

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

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

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

I know last night I robbed my
And if wrong then call it a sin
But I was and broke ain't no joke
And I can't cope my Smith so

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