Luyện nghe bài hát The Joint

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!

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

'cause I on my floor walking 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 still for the dank,

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

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

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

Well it's not in my van so I checked my
Limited 4x4 with leather seats
in the ashtray and only found a roach
I was so fuckin' high I that 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 smoke it!
Come get cloudy, disappeared like hocus pocus,
King tokas, royalty smokers,
around it disappears like hocus pocus!!

I'm gettin' amped up in states of mind,
I hit a for a track as I prepare my rhyme,
Sometimes I'm real high besides I 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 rock hemp and ??,
I got a 85 caddy, give a about 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 treehouse a bird, nestin',
Loungin' 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 and it's rolled with precision,
Precisely sliced in the ends incisions,
like religion, my blunt rollin' routine,
It's a process and yet it 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 tokens in Vegas, ass is cash,

I got dank as it lingers out the chamber,
Mind blowin' smoke taste,
Jack Frost have you lost stars in space,
up to the moon, Pluto then Neptune,
The Earth is greenest smokin' loads at Venus
The rings of Saturn gettin' 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, 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!

a playa with the big hair baby confide,
Still getting high, constantly red eyed,
full of bitches inside,
1605 where the reside
We fly first class no ice on the wrist,
Rockin' vertebrae links and wallet chains on hips,
Saggin' jeans, pocket full of weed,
I got what you tell 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 ain't gonna it!
Come around get cloudy, like 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 'cause they gonna see my crops,

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

Back hydroponic system,
Stealthy position with couple watts,

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