Luyện nghe bài hát Weed

Weed, weed, a relief
will my eighth a day habit cease?
This an service announcement
You can it and you can douse it

Let us now with the plant
The way that it to your blunt in hand
See the herb doesn't grow enough for man
So for his lye, he makes a master

He has to make the weed grow quicker
Through the hydroponic, the gets sicker
different soils are dumped
Into the pot in one big

So just it dies, it dries
In my back closet, with no and flies
Off with the bud, we cut it, it, and bag it
And there it is for your local street

Green and buddy, an ounce condensely
Smoke it up and catch a heart
Now come on now man let's be for
You are what you smoke is the way I but

The weed and administration'll
Have you lye is the perfect combination
See heads be livin' fear and stress
Wonderin' where get the best

Now beer and bless can a part of you
In your and dome, this is true
So the plant is grown, believe it
Sell some to your man or for free kid

Roll it up, and begin
Then you sit down, and seein' shit
In your body, Blackwoods, a Phillie, a
All the need and fiend for

See any smoke's by any man
Even the brownish rag all the same
The Alchemist'll have my ass, out
On the Indo and Northern Lights no

Think you got your weed on lock?
yourself you gonna try and stop
Smokin' weed and see you need the tree
the number one drug on the street

Not coke, 'cause a category of dope
But the green leaf, that I with wreath
Now brings life and real bad breath
Smoke all your shit and you got left?

Absolutely high, the
Watchin' the movie Friday, a spliff
By Chris Tucker, high motherfucker
For anybody, Northern or

See how many we gotta pump up fatter?
How many seeds fall in the batter?
How many chickens wanna smoke what you
And how many heads ask for one toke?

Now they'll consume, the local dread could less
He'll sell you donkey shit and say fresh
For ninety-nine, you
and Mighty, Mr. Eon, Mighty Mi

Get your own shit, get your own man
This my shit, I smoke my
You your shit
we'll be fine