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!

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

'cause I slipped on my floor up the stairs,
still 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 probably it out with your old pack of cigarettes,
Look in the trashcan you're as as you get,
you forget smokin' one to many hits,
About to look in my Caddy down the 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,
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 my jeep
Limited edition 4x4 with leather
Looked in the ashtray and only a roach
I was so high 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 ain't gonna it!
Come around get cloudy, disappeared like pocus,
klick tokas, royalty smokers,
Come 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 phony people tryin' to make supply,
you sly in your flashy suits,
Ya get the fuck outta 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 smoke hard large keep you guessin',
Up in the like a bird, nestin',
Loungin' you'll be how I'm steppin',
It's a blessin' lookin' 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 it's with precision,
sliced in the ends surgical incisions,
It's like religion, my rollin' routine,
It's a process and yet it guaranteed,
By me (by who?), Motherfuckin' Richter,
If your late on the rent, call me Johnny the evictor,
To with 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,
Frost have you lost seeing stars in space,
Laced up to the moon, then Neptune,
The Earth is smokin' bong loads at Venus
The rings of gettin' lost in space,
Homebase it the place we blaze the weed,
I the joint is the bomb ass...

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!

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

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

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

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

Back hydroponic system,
Stealthy position couple thousand watts,

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!!