Luyện nghe bài hát That Good

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

Concentrated, I'm faded
Tree's and properly cultivated
I nursed 'em, down, no chemicals
Just me and my buddy, ya me now
Never ya wrong, to each his own
and Wiz the new Cheech and Chong
We up in smoke, street schemes
Smoking green, having sweet dreams
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 whiff of
Black car, a dank
school nigga 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 gotta keep one rolled
(I that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' every I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
Don't gotta understand, they
I smoke that, fire that, that good that

Sun roof open, smoking while I'm
My bitches only notice it if potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go it by the ocean
Get in between your
Join roaches and all in your bed
You her babe, she calling me instead
'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 with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes him
And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick big
And now when we shop we care what the cost is
Rolling up good, smoking that shit
Blow a whole OZ, nigga that's boss
Now she all her man, rubber bands in my pocket
Getting money, hard for my profit
Bad bitch keep the joint stuffed stockings
Young nigga bread, why knock it

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' gram I own
(That purp, that bomb, kush)
gotta understand, they know
I that, fire that, good that good that

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

I'm everywhere 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, that bomb, kush)
Don't gotta understand, they
I smoke that, fire that, good that that