Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Hit

I'm gonna get you high

Relax facin', mind-bogglin' hallucinations
Easy does it till the skull get your lungs
Take a deep [Incomprehensible], sit 'cause Mack
Got that bu-yow that get'cha higher than wick-wack

Is as stone alone, it's always on
Never home-grown totin' 'cause the streets made me
Down '84 now live for '95
Got it swingin' while some niggas bangin', I'm slangin'

For my everyday expenses, know the
The the sack, the bigger the sentence
No time for repentance, put it down, count the
I tally, runnin' backstreet's and alleys through Inglewood, Cali

So the fuck up, don't act the fuck up
Never from the hit, triple-six in the clip when I trip
So busters beware, never dare to have
With that nigga Mack 10 full of ghetto ass
a hit

Can you feel it nigga? can save ya
Roll ya papers and a heel on my shit
Can you it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
ya papers and take a heel on my shit

Get'cha high a rocket, loot in my pocket
Mean like the green, like the chocolate
Thai, I 1-0, gun ho
Dirty ass Lynch Mob crew, new

Cast a killer, cap peeler, hang gorillas
Tragic when you catch it, runnin' from my
New Jackin' got it like Nino's
like casinos, bomb like the primos

Make your crack dough black, attack like
Always beamed up like Scotty, I control your
Leave ya numb, red rum, like a Dodger
bomber than this West side ghetto ganga

Hundred proof pure dopeness and it
Heavy as a Chevy, too for a triple beam
Fiend for the microphone, one pop ya
And it don't stop, I can't stop 10 and it won't stop

So a hit
(I'm get you high today)
Shit, Mac 10
(But I'm gonna get you today)

Can you feel it nigga? can save ya
Roll ya papers and a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can ya
ya papers and take a heel on my shit

Got one-hitter quitter shit so take a whiff
Need a to light my spliff, work the late night shift
Get my drift? Had it sewed up ever I showed up
Cookin' up boulders, got a fulla soldiers

B's, claimin' C's, everybody Gs
Went laces to Deez, from mo' C's to Ki's
you need guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippin'
Like your sane, I sippin', funky germ

Make you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a
Ran 'em then I win 'em, all up in 'em like
Got the lotions, slow motion, hit the potion
panic, satanic, devotions, convulsions

Wipe your crew out, niggas get blew out
Hides a stockin' while the bomb's tick-tockin'
Keep and it don't quit, it's Mack 10 the shit
So press your luck but'cha you can't fuck wit it
a hit

Can you it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya and take a heel on my shit

Can you it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it Nothin' can save ya
ya papers and take a heel on my shit