Luyện nghe bài hát So High (G-13)

{*sampled woman singing "So High" in
throughout 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 gotta them ten of them, nahI'msayin?
And don't forget that Remy the.. (Smokin) that Henny, knowImean?
And that big bitches with it ripped off
With the on, knowI'msayin?
Yeah bring some big women and it
Get high over here, (Smokin)
like that baby
Let them niggaz what's up Ra

BZZZZ..
Killa Bee will sting, blitz from the sticky
I had the chocolate thai mixed with the
From the twisted
Throat dry as brownies, I had to sip a
Called up Johnny Blaze I know he like to smoke
He said for migraine headaches weed be the
Brown got more seeds than a cantaloupe
Northern Lights have you runnin like antelopes
Seen through a microscope, T.H.C.
I mix mine with the Digi soaked in minty
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
What you drinkin? Lemonade or Henny up?
Super-high motherfucker, nigga, Up
And cop a bag of that shit
Eh-yo, dip shit, nigga, one pull and pass
Smoke ya lungs collapse and hit ya ass
'Dro, evergreen, ever seeds?
No, you never seen trees these
Budded, with the studded
I'm blunted the pistol, shut it
Keep smokin.. {*inhales*} nigga
I'm whino real, sack of that good shit
From the hood
Got the Remy on my 'til death do us
Eyes low, smellin like hydro
I'm high yo, up in the Tahoe bumpin
Keep gats like G's son, in case
Blackjack Las Vegas, we God shivegas
outta my mind, forgot what today is
It's Bo King blunted, chokin on the
Smoke effects, smell the green marijuana