Luyện nghe bài hát Up In Smoke

Yo,.lyrical on wax, what!?
Still gettin high, that la,
Yeah, Squad, Blunt Records,
this shit out,
Link.. wha..

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

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

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

Wha wha..

Haha.. yeah..
Blunted for life.. Records,
Seis,
Punisher,
Fat Ji-Doe,
Don Cartigina,
Fulla-clips, wha what,
Cuban it,
Artie's,.. yeah,
Wha wha.. niggas..
Blunted.
Yea nigga.. how we do.