Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Hit

I'm gonna get you high

facin', facin' mind-bogglin' hallucinations
Easy does it the skull get your lungs full
a deep [Incomprehensible], sit back 'cause Mack
Got that bu-yow shit that get'cha higher than

Is hard as stone alone, it's on
home-grown totin' 'cause the streets made me potent
Down since '84 now for '95
Got it while some niggas bangin', I'm dope slangin'

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

So back the fuck up, act the fuck up
Never slip from the hit, triple-six in the when I trip
So busters beware, never dare to qualms
With that nigga Mack 10 full of ass bombs
a hit

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

Get'cha like 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
Tragic when you catch it, from my magic
New Jackin' got it like Nino's
like casinos, bomb like the primos

Make your crack dough black, attack karate
Always beamed up Scotty, I control your body
Leave ya numb, red rum, like a Dodger
Nothin' bomber 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 stop Mack 10 and it won't stop

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

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

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

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

Make you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a
Ran 'em I win 'em, all up in 'em like venom
Got the lotions, slow motion, hit the magic
Don't panic, satanic, devotions,

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

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