Luyện nghe bài hát So High (G-13)

{*sampled woman singing "So High" in
whole track*}

??? (RZA)]
Yeah son, 36
(Smoked out.. oh.. smokin.. smokin)
Oh, yeah man, Not a Game son
Yo Ra man (Smokin) Yo Ra man, it back
We bring them ten of them, nahI'msayin?
And don't forget that Remy with the.. (Smokin) Henny, knowImean?
And that big booty bitches with it off
With the jiggles on,
Yeah some big women and smoke it
Get over here, knowI'msayin? (Smokin)
Straight like baby
Let them niggaz know up Ra

BZZZZ..
Killa Bee will sting, from the sticky green
I had the thai mixed with the G-13
From the supercali-fragalistic
Throat dry as brownies, I had to sip a
Called up Johnny 'cause I know he like to smoke
He said for migraine headaches be the anti-dote
Brown bags got more than a cantaloupe
Northern Lights have you runnin wild antelopes
through a microscope, crystallized T.H.C.
I mix mine with the Digi in minty leaf
And I puff.. puff and I the smoke
{*coughs three ..but I didn't choke

King]
Blaze up, and let's 'til we hazed up
you drinkin? Lemonade or Henny straight up?
Super-high motherfucker, nigga, Up
And cop a bag of that shit
Eh-yo, dip shit, nigga, one pull and pass
'til ya lungs collapse and hit ya ass
'Dro, evergreen, ever seen
No, you never seen trees these
Budded, with the crystal
I'm blunted the pistol, shut it
Keep smokin.. {*inhales*} super-high
I'm whino real, fifty sack of that shit
From the hood
Got the Remy on my side death do us
Eyes low, smellin like hydro
I'm high yo, up in the Tahoe Faith
Keep gats like G's son, just in
Las Vegas, we puff God shivegas
High outta my mind, what today is
It's Bo King blunted, on the Arizona
Smoke scream effects, smell the marijuana