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 out your ear,
I'ma look behind the finding all kinds of shit,
Hair pins, erasers, up pieces of paper,
Broken pagers and a half 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 it out with your old pack of cigarettes,
Look in the trashcan you're as as you get,
Sometimes you forget one to many hits,
About to look in my down the walkway bricks,

I out the screen door mac light in hand,
Searchin' down the sidewalk to my van,
I hit the and the door just slides,
I check front to back and side 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 it fell by your gate,

Well not in my van so I checked my jeep
Limited edition 4x4 leather seats
Looked in the ashtray and only a roach
I was so fuckin' high I that we had smoked...

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!

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

I'm amped up in different states of mind,
I hit a depth for a as I prepare my rhyme,
Sometimes I'm real besides I don't lie,
Look at all these phony people tryin' to supply,
Yeah you sly in your suits,
Ya sellouts get the fuck outta here, out,
I sag my jeans hemp and ??,
I got a 85 caddy, give a fuck the billboard,
You live at large with your car garage,
Your Ferrari, BM, and coutures,
I hard blow large keep you guessin',
Up in the like a bird, nestin',
Loungin' you'll be how I'm steppin',
It's a lookin' over my ground,
Eyes like a owl head 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 the Joint?
Naw, I got the Joint!

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

I got incredible as it lingers out the chamber,
Mind blowin' smoke taste,
Jack Frost you lost seeing stars in space,
Laced up to the moon, Pluto Neptune,
The Earth is greenest smokin' loads at Venus
The rings of Saturn lost in space,
Homebase it the we blaze the most weed,
I the joint 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 gots the
Naw, I got the Joint!

Just a with the big hair baby confide,
bumpin' getting high, constantly red eyed,
1228 of bitches 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 pocket of weed,
I got what you tell me what you need,
And I'll proceed to out the pounds and break em down,
Got BC, Cali and Chi-Town,
the up north down south or the inbetween,
Red, purple, orange, or the green,

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

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

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

wall hydroponic system,
Stealthy with couple thousand watts,

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