Luyện nghe bài hát The Joint

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 the Joint?
Naw, I got the Joint!

Where when it probably fell out ear,
look behind the couch finding all kinds of shit,
Hair pins, erasers, up pieces of paper,
Broken and a half pack of grits,

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

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

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

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

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

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 gots the
Naw, I got the Joint!

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

I'm gettin' up in different states of mind,
I hit a depth for a as I prepare my rhyme,
I'm real high besides I don't lie,
Look at all these phony people tryin' to supply,
you sly in your flashy suits,
Ya get the fuck outta here, bail out,
I sag my jeans hemp and ??,
I got a 85 caddy, give a fuck the billboard,
You live at with your three car garage,
Ferrari, BM, and Lamborgini coutures,
I smoke hard blow large you guessin',
Up in the like a bird, nestin',
Loungin' be amazed how I'm steppin',
It's a blessin' over my ground,
Eyes like a owl rotates around,
360 degrees in a

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!

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

I got dank as it lingers out the chamber,
Mind smoke unbelievable taste,
Frost have you lost seeing stars in space,
Laced up to the moon, Pluto Neptune,
The Earth is greenest smokin' loads at Venus
The of Saturn gettin' lost in space,
Homebase it the place we blaze the weed,
I the joint is the bomb ass...

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!

a playa with the big hair baby confide,
Still bumpin' high, constantly red eyed,
1228 of bitches inside,
1605 where the homies
We fly class with no ice on the wrist,
Rockin' links and wallet chains on their hips,
Saggin' jeans, DC's pocket of weed,
I got what you want me what you need,
And I'll proceed to 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 gonna smoke it!
Come around get cloudy, disappeared hocus pocus,
King tokas, royalty smokers,
Come around it like hocus pocus!!

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

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

Back wall system,
position with couple thousand watts,

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