Luyện nghe bài hát That Good

I'm smoking I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always gotta keep one
(I keep that, that, got that)
I'm every gram I own
(That purp, that bomb, kush)
gotta understand, they know
I that, fire that, good that good that

Concentrated, I'm faded
prepared and properly cultivated
I nursed 'em, down, no chemicals
Just me and my buddy, ya me now
Never treat ya wrong, to his own
Snoop and Wiz the new Cheech and
We up in smoke, making street
sticky green, having sweet dreams
it down, put it in the zig zag
And the top back and let the ass drag
Hit the switch, quickest way to get a
branch, get a whiff of this
Black car, a dank
High school nigga what the you think
I'm passing all my classes with flying
And I'm high as a muthafucker

I'm smoking I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always gotta keep one
(I keep that, that, got that)
I'm every gram I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
gotta understand, they know
I smoke that, fire that, good that that

Sun roof open, smoking I'm rolling
My bitches notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go it by the ocean
Get in between legs
Join roaches and ashes all in bed
You calling her babe, she calling me
'Cause I put that all in her hair
She saw the crib, she know I'm balling
he ain't have nothing he used to stall 'em
Now I the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't care what the is
Rolling up good, smoking that bomb
Blow a whole OZ, nigga that's boss
Now she all fuck her man, rubber bands in my
money, going hard for my profit
Bad bitch the joint stuffed like stockings
nigga getting bread, why knock it

I'm smoking I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always keep one rolled
(I that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' every I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
Don't understand, they know
I smoke that, that, good that good that

We you to the high school
We do just we like to
We invite you
Now roll up get to it
We welcome you to school
We do just we like to
We cordially you
Now roll up get to it
Get to it yeah

I'm smoking I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always gotta keep one
(I that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' every I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
gotta understand, they know
I smoke that, that, good that good that