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 gots the
Naw, I got the Joint!

Where it probably fell out your ear,
I'ma look behind the couch finding all of shit,
Hair pins, erasers, crumbled up of paper,
Broken and a half pack 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 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 screen door mac in hand,
Searchin' down the leadin' to my van,
I hit the and the door just slides,
I check from front to back and 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 it fell by your gate,

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

I'm gettin' amped up in different 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 to make supply,
Yeah you sly in your suits,
Ya sellouts get the fuck here, bail out,
I sag my jeans rock 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 hard blow large keep you guessin',
Up in the like a bird, nestin',
you'll be amazed how I'm steppin',
It's a blessin' lookin' my ground,
Eyes like a owl head around,
360 degrees in a

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 gots the
Naw, I got the Joint!

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

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

a playa with the big hair baby confide,
Still bumpin' high, constantly red eyed,
full 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, pocket full 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,
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, disappeared like pocus,
King klick tokas, smokers,
around it disappears like hocus pocus!!

Yo who's that in my window,
it's not a po po 'cause then 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 disappears like pocus!!

Back wall system,
Stealthy position couple thousand watts,

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