Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

Uh, skies, blue skies, I see you with my red eyes
Bust fucking grape nigga, turn your shit to red wine
Don't up my high nigga, I'm too gone, bye nigga
She get dick, weed and ignored, a D.W.I nigga
My skin crawlin', my walls talkin', the pictures in here at me
The movin', I'm seeing shit, I'm blowing like I'm stuck in traffic
I'm smoking on that strong, got me coughing I'm getting buried
I've been fucking Mary-Jane, I knew her she was just Virgin Mary
I'm stoned, Mick Jagger, I can run Saturn
rolling back and keep blinking like hazards
I said king me, king me my mushroom crown on
I graduated to drugs, my cap and gown on
Don't knock me off my high horse, what I do is my
I'm high as the scoreboard, bitch look up at my
I'm trippin' out, mouth, I got high and fell asleep loaded
I woke up and got high again, O.K, I'm

Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and that
That's my kit
my trippy kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and that
my trippy kit

Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my man
Pussy ass nigga wanna spark something, I'm a can
I'm high nigga don't it, I trust it as far as I could throw it
I don't know if I'm coming or going, T, make my a Samoan
And I see lights flashing, life passing, a bitch home and fuck like rabbits
Styrofoam cups and glasses, shot glasses, hot flashes
My tongues numb, I talk, no balance, my spine hurts
My mind surf, my eye jerks, I try drugs, I'm diverse
Goodbye Earth, farewell, as heaven, eyes low as hell
Keep scratching, keep biting my nails Keep lighting an L, I'm a in the air
I like weed brownies and cookies, I'm but seeing crooked
I got my trippy kit, I hope I and fall in some pussy

Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
my trippy kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and that
my trippy kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, and that drank
my trippy kit
That's my kit
my trippy kit
Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit

herb in a zip lock
Twisted up top
Weed that I smoke, straight off a
Six bong, tryna see what I toke
This that Cali kush, I not gloat
All I need is Mary, let the models do the
Tryna' get Becky in the backseat of the ghost
Hit the weed man, him that I need a bag
Wake up morning and I take a drag
Take the blunt, dip it in the lean I laugh
In your baby ear and I'm gonna' smash
They me the trippy king, don't try me nigga
J with the Taylors, Chinese eyes nigga

Weed, and that drank
my trippy kit
That's my kit
my trippy kit
Weed, pills and drank
my trippy kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
my trippy kit
That's my kit
Weed, and that drank
my trippy kit