Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you my red eyes
Bust fucking grape nigga, turn your shit to red wine
fuck 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 in here lookin' at me
The ground movin', I'm shit, I'm blowing like I'm stuck in traffic
I'm smoking on strong, got me coughing like I'm getting buried
I've been fucking Mary-Jane, I knew her when she was just Virgin
I'm stoned, Jagger, I can run around Saturn
rolling back and keep blinking like hazards
I said king me, me with my mushroom crown on
I graduated to drugs, my cap and gown on
Don't knock me off my horse, what I do is my choice
I'm high as the scoreboard, bitch up at my points
I'm trippin' out, mouth, I got high and fell asleep loaded
I woke up and got again, O.K, I'm reloaded

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

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

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

Musty herb in a zip
up top notch
Weed that I smoke, straight off a
Six foot bong, see what I toke
that Cali kush, I motivate not gloat
All I need is Mary, let the do the coke
get some Becky in the backseat of the ghost
Hit the man, tell him that I need a bag
Wake up every morning and I a drag
Take the blunt, dip it in the then I laugh
In your mama ear and I'm gonna' smash
They call me the trippy king, don't try me
Juicy J with the Taylors, Chinese eyes

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