Luyện nghe bài hát Spark Another Owl

Once again the powers of the herb up the mind
deep inside, tell me what you find, come on

Who be the ones in the room
welcome to the temple of boom
Back, let me see ya fat sack
And get weeded, somebody, need it

Mari-juana, mari-juana, don't ya
Give me love when I put the on ya
Homie Im the one with the shotgun in the
to the fat bags full of chronic

Puto, dont ya be steppin, with ya hands
Askin me "Can I get a hit of what smokein"
I got no kind of love for a brother
Who to the party, with no Bud

I be smokein this, indo-blazin, funk
Everybody, wanted it, now they about the hooter
Up the summer of 91
Wasnt no muthafuckas talkin bout smokein

the west coast to the east coast
Everybody be
But , Im the one who be puffin
First it started with the nickel, then the
Then the twenty, up all my money
Now, I roll with the
the pound in the pad smokein up the indo

Just take a deep breath, hit it then it to the left
the mutha fuckin stress
Smoke it up, just it up, oh, yeah
Light it up, then put your up in the air

Do you spark another owl?
Do you wanna spark another
Everybody another owl
spark another owl

I wanna another owl
I wanna spark owl
Do you wanna spark another
Do you wanna spark owl?

Yea, the ways of the Buddah mastas
Brings me to the temple of
I see people everywhere startin to the point
When Im talkin' the joint

Talkin bout that marijuana, talkin bout the
Talkin the kind mota boca loa-loa
Maui, lugers of
The Mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba

Yeska, humble pound weed, the
The chocolate tide, the
The Meefrakan, the
The skonka, the bad sense

Hello everyone, Im Loaded
Were here at Hemp TV, with hill in Amsterdam
And were just listenin' to their new album
Im stoned, Im here, goodbye folks