Luyện nghe bài hát That Good

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

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

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

Sun roof open, while I'm rolling
My bitches only it if it's potent
of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean
Get in between your
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 that I'm
When he ain't have nothing he to stall 'em
Now I with the dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Ross big
And now when we shop we care what the cost is
Rolling up good, that bomb shit
Blow a whole OZ, nigga that's boss
Now she all her man, rubber bands in my pocket
Getting money, going hard for my
Bad bitch keep the joint stuffed like
Young nigga getting bread, why it

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, fire that, good that that

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

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