Luyện nghe bài hát The Joint

Yo, You gots the
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!

Where it probably fell out your ear,
I'ma look the couch finding all kinds of shit,
pins, erasers, crumbled up pieces of paper,
Broken pagers and a half of grits,

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

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

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

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

Well it's not in my van so I my jeep
Limited edition 4x4 leather seats
Looked in the ashtray and only a roach
I was so fuckin' 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 hocus pocus,
King klick tokas, smokers,
Come around it like hocus pocus!!

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

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!

Yo I got the joint and rolled with precision,
Precisely sliced in the ends incisions,
It's religion, my blunt rollin' routine,
It's a and yet it comes guaranteed,
By me (by who?), Motherfuckin' Richter,
If your late on the rent, they call me the evictor,
To with my money 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,
Jack Frost have you lost stars in space,
up to the moon, Pluto then Neptune,
The Earth is greenest smokin' bong loads at
The rings of Saturn gettin' in space,
Homebase it the place we blaze the weed,
I gots the joint is the ass...

Yo, You gots the
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!

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

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

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

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

Back hydroponic system,
Stealthy position couple thousand watts,

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