Luyện nghe bài hát Up In Smoke

Yo,.lyrical on wax, what!?
Still gettin high, that la,
Yeah, Terror Squad, Records,
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Link.. wha..

Yo, i'm up in smoke,
Puffin' cho-co-la-te, queto
I rock my flow, and it out just like Jose Canseco
So take off like Delta, run for
Theres no helper here, you of it
L be niggas like Mr. Belvadere
I twist an L, sip a beer and there
Drink some liquor then pick a that I can rip and tear, yeah
Come hear the sounds of a rookie fromt he down
Used to be a shorty but guess whos nukkies now
So clown if you got the
Start bullshit, it's your bid
A bullet through your skull from my clip
I pull triggas niggas hell, like I'm sittin,
Fake a move, punk, and i'll run you like Walter Payton
Makin hits, my cliques, makin
Like Don Shula, nothin's
Than puffin on a blunt from Cu-ba

I smoke more blunts than a bit,
are you an idiot?
The I smoke,
The smaller my get
I smoke more blunts a little bit,
are you an idiot?
Wake up in the mornin, got me for herb!

Start the session,
confessions, spark the cu' up,
Cu' be the supa-fly's, buddahfied,
in a suit n tie,
Cruisin though the 5 wit live thorough,
Niggas that like to smoke they Hydro in of 5-0,
Yo Manolo shoot piece of chit, Chichi get the yayo,
While I pay Frank a visit, but the to his cuello,
Ey yo, fuckin blunt's got me buggin,
I be thuggin it out, like playin,
You aint nothing, bustin rappers like adreneline,
venom in'em,
Put'em on stage, for minimum wage, to graves is where i
Hem'em up a party dress
Terror Squad is as hard as it
Rippin heart out your chest
Spark the cess, stressin the sex
Wanna jump up in the Lex, twin, when see me wit the best
Twisted up the dutch, a little Tony's
Let'em work the while i lite the bliz up
On a highway wit this big
Gettin high Chris Tucker on Friday, hit it my way
Like Sinatra, lite up at the opera
When the come show the prescription from the docta
I puff I got ta'
This stuff from the
Get enough love in the Bronx, from Italians wit all the
John Blazin, the tree's blazin
You think a lil weed gonna fuck with my

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Blunted.
Yea nigga.. how we do.