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

'cause I slipped on my floor up the stairs,
Could be camouflaged hidin' in my hair,
Behind my ear in the back, but it ain't,
I know because I checked, I'm 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 smokin' one to hits,
About to in my Caddy down the walkway bricks,

I jumped out the screen mac light in hand,
Searchin' down the sidewalk to my van,
I hit the alarm and the door slides,
I from front 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,

Well not in my van so I checked my jeep
edition 4x4 with leather seats
Looked in the ashtray and only 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 the Joint?
Naw, I got the Joint!

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

I'm gettin' amped up in states of mind,
I hit a depth for a track as I my rhyme,
I'm real high besides I don't lie,
Look at all these phony people tryin' to supply,
Yeah you sly in your suits,
Ya get the fuck outta here, bail out,
I sag my rock hemp and ??,
I got a 85 caddy, a fuck about 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, 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 ends incisions,
It's religion, my blunt rollin' routine,
It's a and yet it comes guaranteed,
By me (by who?), Johnny Richter,
If your late on the rent, call me Johnny the evictor,
To play my money is to play with my emotions,
Like in Vegas, your ass is cash,

I got dank as it lingers out the chamber,
Mind smoke unbelievable taste,
Jack Frost have you lost stars in space,
Laced up to the moon, then Neptune,
The Earth is smokin' bong loads at Venus
The rings of Saturn gettin' in space,
it the place we blaze the most weed,
I the joint is the bomb 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 getting high, constantly red eyed,
1228 of bitches inside,
where the homies reside
We fly first with no ice on the wrist,
vertebrae links and wallet chains on their hips,
Saggin' jeans, DC's full of weed,
I got what you want me what you need,
And I'll proceed to bust out the pounds and em down,
Got BC, Cali 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 get cloudy, disappeared like hocus pocus,
King klick tokas, smokers,
Come around it disappears 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 ain't smoke it!
Come get cloudy, disappeared like hocus pocus,
King klick tokas, smokers,
Come it disappears like hocus pocus!!

wall hydroponic system,
Stealthy position with thousand watts,

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!!