Luyện nghe bài hát That Good

I'm smoking I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always gotta one rolled
(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, fire that, good that that

Concentrated, I'm faded
Tree's and properly cultivated
I nursed 'em, down, no chemicals
me and my buddy, ya hear me now
Never treat ya wrong, to his own
and Wiz the new Cheech and Chong
We up in smoke, making schemes
Smoking sticky green, having sweet
it down, put it in the zig zag
And pull the top back and let the ass
Hit the switch, quickest way to get a
Executive branch, get a of this
Black car, sack a
High school nigga the fuck you think
I'm passing all my classes with flying
And everyday I'm high as a

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

Sun open, smoking while I'm rolling
My bitches notice 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 me instead
'Cause I put that all in her hair
She saw the crib, she know that I'm
he ain't have nothing he used to stall 'em
Now I with the boss dogg, all the bad want him
And my on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't care the cost is
Rolling up good, smoking bomb shit
Blow a whole OZ, nigga boss shit
Now she all fuck her man, rubber bands in my
Getting money, hard for my profit
Bad bitch keep the stuffed like stockings
Young nigga getting bread, why 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' gram I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
Don't gotta understand, they
I smoke that, fire that, good good that

We welcome you to the high
We do just we like to
We cordially you
Now up get high to it
We welcome you to high
We do like we like to
We invite you
Now up get high to it
Get high to 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 that, fire that, good that good that