Luyện nghe bài hát Stoned Raiders

1 for trouble, 8 for the
7 to get ready I'm lettin' off all my load
Funk, monk, in the trunk
I got'cha, so hard
Up and the blvd
I'm a natural-born cap-peela', illa
I'm the west coast it on, no one's reala'
fix of the uncut funk
A small dose of the skunk weed, it's suppose to be
it up, just move it on out
What ya son
I got the first shot, and it's all now
One under a groove
Smoke a pound for the of it
Every time I a move
and together
Raw like
Ain't goin' out like a punk,

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It's the one money maker
Money a, few steps back I'm on a plane to Jamaica,(Am I)
Puffin' a fat wada, shit
For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the shit
Hard rock bone
Stoned Raider, in the Temple of
to assume
Never be shit slide, no way
niggas can hide
But, I'll find ass some day

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Wherever you are, put ya motherfuckin' in the air
Some dogs, like you gotta
I kick to the metro
Lone clip, be lookin'
Cause shit ain't over with yet
People understand my situation,
Now they up in the Soul assassination
Fool, just take cover, all over
When I break ya off a chunk of motherfucker

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