Luyện nghe bài hát The Joint

Yo, You the joint?
Naw, I got the joint!
Yo, Who's got the
We all got the joint!

We all on point!
We all on point!

Yo, You the Joint?
Naw, I got the Joint!

Where when it fell out your ear,
I'ma look behind the finding all kinds of shit,
Hair pins, erasers, crumbled up of paper,
Broken pagers and a pack of grits,

I slipped on my floor walking up the stairs,
Could still be camouflaged in my hair,
Behind my ear in the back, but it ain't,
I because I checked, I'm still searchin' for the dank,

You probably threw it out with old pack of cigarettes,
Look in the you're as high as you get,
you forget smokin' one to many hits,
About to look in my Caddy the walkway bricks,

I jumped out the screen mac light in hand,
Searchin' the sidewalk leadin' to my van,
I hit the alarm and the just slides,
I check from to back and side to side,

Then I let the play, got the six disc changer, read out display,
my boy Dave who gets paid to skate,
Bling, (ring), hello, I it fell by your gate,

it's not in my van so I checked my jeep
Limited edition 4x4 with leather
Looked in the ashtray and found a roach
I was so high I forgot that we had smoked...

Yo, You gots the
Naw, I got the joint!
Yo, Who's got the
We all got the joint!

We all on point!
We all on point!

Yo, You gots the
Naw, I got the Joint!

I got the Joint! But you gonna smoke it!
Come around get cloudy, disappeared like pocus,
King tokas, royalty smokers,
around it disappears like hocus pocus!!

I'm gettin' amped up in states of mind,
I hit a depth for a as I prepare my rhyme,
Sometimes I'm real high I don't lie,
Look at all these phony tryin' to make supply,
Yeah you sly in your suits,
Ya sellouts get the fuck here, bail out,
I sag my jeans rock and ??,
I got a 85 caddy, give a fuck the billboard,
You live at large with three car garage,
Ferrari, BM, and Lamborgini coutures,
I smoke hard large keep you guessin',
Up in the treehouse a bird, nestin',
you'll be amazed how I'm steppin',
It's a lookin' over my ground,
Eyes a owl head rotates around,
360 in a circle

Yo, You the joint?
Naw, I got the joint!
Yo, got the joint?
We all got the joint!

We all on point!
We all on point!

Yo, You gots the
Naw, I got the Joint!

Yo I got the joint and rolled with precision,
sliced in the ends surgical incisions,
It's like religion, my blunt routine,
It's a process and yet it guaranteed,
By me (by who?), Motherfuckin' Richter,
If late on the rent, they call me Johnny the evictor,
To play with my money is to with my emotions,
Like in Vegas, your ass is cash,

I got incredible as it lingers out the chamber,
Mind blowin' smoke taste,
Jack have you lost seeing stars in space,
up to the moon, Pluto then Neptune,
The Earth is greenest bong loads at Venus
The rings of Saturn lost in space,
it the place we blaze the most weed,
I gots the is the bomb ass...

Yo, You gots the
Naw, I got the joint!
Yo, Who's got the
We all got the joint!

We all on point!
We all on point!

Yo, You the Joint?
Naw, I got the Joint!

Just a playa with the big hair confide,
Still getting high, constantly red eyed,
1228 of bitches inside,
1605 where the homies
We fly first class no ice on the wrist,
Rockin' vertebrae links and wallet on their hips,
Saggin' jeans, DC's full of weed,
I got what you want me what you need,
And I'll to bust out the pounds and break em down,
Got connections BC, and Chi-Town,
With the up north down or the inbetween,
Red, purple, orange, or the green,

I got the Joint! But you ain't smoke it!
Come around get cloudy, like hocus pocus,
klick tokas, royalty smokers,
Come it disappears like hocus pocus!!

Yo who's peepin' in my window,
Hope it's not a po po then they gonna see my crops,

I got the Joint! But you gonna smoke it!
around get cloudy, disappeared like hocus pocus,
King klick tokas, smokers,
Come around it disappears hocus pocus!!

Back wall system,
Stealthy with couple thousand watts,

I got the Joint! But you ain't smoke it!
around get cloudy, disappeared like hocus pocus,
King klick tokas, smokers,
around it disappears like hocus pocus!!