Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Stix

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

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

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

You know karate, I no
Try to beat me I feel no pain
Puffer, toker, loopy smoker
Coolio Loca, like The Joker

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

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 shit is lookin'
and stars all around me and above me

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

I pass it to my homey so he can take a
Got a large loot, got it that's 'cause I was broke
Jumped in the bucket, mad styles a demon
If you could trip off that shit that 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? Anybody? Who got the
Who got the bomb? Who got the
Somebody? 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 bag, Jenna had a good nap
Flashback got me ready to
I know what I done did
And I don't know where I done

I know last night I robbed my
And if that's wrong then 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 I'll get fucked up and I go nuts
So pass the loot motherfucker, the loot
Pass the loot motherfucker to a
smokin' Stix