Luyện nghe bài hát True

Im buzzin, I some True
Not like the shit that you smoke that you
Straight 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 take a toke
Then (coughs) off the true smoke
But aint no thang, Im to take another puff
And as I smoke I say damn some good stuff
I can a J in 3 seconds flat
At a game I be blazin a bat
In school, I'm cool, a J in the can
No please just straight up Ghan
Keep a bic in my 'cause im ready to flick
Keep the in my drawls by my balls and my dick
If you try to smoke me you can be up lit
I smoke the type of shit you cant fuck

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

I gotta get some more True 'cause my bag's low
Jump in the ride headed for the True
Give me a pound of your Sensimillia
'cause I come you oughta hook me up a deal
Just then the had to raid the place
So I on my J and blew smoke in they face
put us in cop car, me and my man Jack and Pete
Blazin up True in the
The cop in and he wasn't jokin
He said go to jail or give me that shit you smokin
I said cool and didn't think about it
As for the True, leave home without it