Luyện nghe bài hát True

Im buzzin, I need True
Not the shit that you smoke that you grew
from Jamaica where the green grass grow
Cop me Tops and Im ready to go
Roll me a big fat bat of the up
Hide my bag I call the crew up
Blaze my J and a strong toke
Then (coughs) choke off the smoke
But aint no thang, Im game to another puff
And as I smoke I say damn thats good stuff
I can roll a J in 3 seconds
At a game I be blazin a bat
In school, I'm cool, a J in the can
No homegrown please straight up Ghan
Keep a bic in my pocket im ready to flick
Keep the true in my drawls by my and my dick
If you try to me you can be straight up lit
I smoke the type of shit you fuck with

If you take a strong toke it'll turn your lungs
And fresh smellin True green grass is on you
No tellin how True I consume
The shit's so potent you'll a contact in the next room
When I it's just like smog
wake up in the morning and thinks it's early morning fog
I have it, gotta smoke it, gotta have it
I can afford to be blowed 'cause my lifestyle's
True's in the house when I walk in the
Blaze up a J and blow in ya face
My lifestyle's wild I can go wrong
And I smoke more True than Cheech &

I gotta get some more 'cause my bag's gettin low
Jump in the headed for the True store
Give me a pound of your best
'cause I everyday you oughta hook me up a deal
then the cops had to raid the place
So I puffed on my J and blew in they face
They put us in cop car, me and my man and Pete
up True in the backseat
The cop jumped in and he jokin
He said go to or give me that shit you been smokin
I said cool and even think about it
As for the True, leave home without it