Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Hit

I'm gonna get you high

Relax facin', facin' hallucinations
Easy does it till the skull get lungs full
Take a [Incomprehensible], sit back 'cause Mack
Got that bu-yow shit that higher than wick-wack

Is hard as alone, it's always on
Never totin' 'cause the streets made me potent
Down '84 now live for '95
Got it swingin' while some niggas bangin', I'm dope

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

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

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

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

Cast a killer, cap peeler, with gorillas
when you catch it, runnin' from my magic
New Jackin' got it crackin' Nino's
Stackin' like casinos, like the primos

Make your crack black, attack like karate
Always beamed up like Scotty, I control body
Leave ya numb, red rum, slug like a
Nothin' bomber than this West ghetto ganga

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

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

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

Got that quitter shit so take a whiff
Need a torch to light my spliff, work the late shift
Get my drift? Had it up ever since I showed up
Cookin' up boulders, got a crew soldiers

Claimin' B's, C's, everybody Gs
Went from laces to Deez, from mo' C's to
What you guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippin'
Like your sane, I sippin', funky dippin'

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

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

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

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