Luyện nghe bài hát So High

It's for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B
Attention young ladies, young ladies
Man homeboy's over in the garage with four 1,000's
Powder growing in the dirt

Takin' 4 and a half months not getting a full peak
Ya know, ya know, ya
In a room, the size of like a booth
liquid nutrients, buds swell rock, wool

One 1,000 watt high pressure
Kevorki buds the of a fuckin' Volkswagen
Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math

What's up
Suburban Noize joint for you to pull on
Stoners Reeking

I'ma get you so high, boggling
make that ass fly, mind boggling
Hit the bong, by, mind boggling
I'ma get you so

Back up off me, I need rooms to
Babylon, man I can't get enough
Rough I smoke, so I like it down
We're all lifted 'cause I just stole a pound

Two and pass, that's what Saint's yellin'
that shit, I'm hittin' till my mind's gellin'
And when I'm done, head to Flannagan's
To play pool and that's with a couple friends

Grabbed a sack, it's off to a local
out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the gettin' fishbowled
And if you're in, you can't the indo

Oh shit, it's gettin' deep my mind
I took 7 hits off that bud kind
Close my eyes, my mind joggin'
I go again man, my mind's boggling

I'ma get you so high, mind
I'ma make that ass fly, mind
Hit the bong by, mind boggling
I'ma get you so

Here I go about the weekend
Takin' time to where my shit has been
Dinner to dancing, fly romancing
Ballin' with the homies, smoking and relaxin'

High fashion is how I was
Fuck the schwag weed, indo is what I'm
Spliff to my lips as I my head back
Lookin' like a 'cause I'm down to blaze a sack

I inhale, exhale, Kottonmouth hit, so I said, "That's swell"
Pass a tweak to the left, party set in
I need some air because I'm high off that in
Walked the door but man I didn't get far

kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I into the sky and the air starts smogin'
I go again, yo my mind's boggling

I'ma get you so high, boggling
I'ma make that ass fly, mind
Hit the bong by, mind boggling
get you so high

Here I go, getting into my mind again
'bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a
Man I can't call, in this cell-lock realm I'm livin' in

I got members fiending from the cocaine
And ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailin', yellin', "Man the system!"
All the pressures of life get me frustrated

So I reach for the so I can get faded
I blaze a bowl, hope it me to another level
To escape the and all my life's trouble
Close my eyes, pray take the away

Ask the Lord, should I to see another day
Rob Harris died, I guess that's one of life's tests
Jason took a bullet to his chest
Monique my first real true love

Died at 23, now she's waiting for me up
I grabbed a pipe, it tight, start hoggin'
I go again motherfucker my mind's boggling

I'ma get you so high, mind
I'ma make that ass fly, mind
Hit the bong stand by, mind
I'ma get you so