Luyện nghe bài hát Weed #3 - Black Thought

And you thought weed was only for the thugs?
Hey hoe! (what? ) you hoe! (oh yeah me true true)
You can be too!

Yo yo, whatever to
I got this thought shit here yo, black thought
I got that shit pat
Check on hold on let me hit that {*inhales*}
(ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Got that shit yo, yo bust it bust it
to freak that shit

[black
Check me out yo, yo, it out
Uhh, as we descend upon the city of
See the image fadin into view a black screen
A frail pack a heavy mac-teen
We fiend slash machines in the and things ..
.. bloody denim scuff and things
Sucker-punchin fake rappers me to take it to the extreme
Oh you real son well mean?
How you when you hustlin dreams?
How you feel like you fuckin me?
Now the 5th militia flame-thrower
The mic soldier, takin over
not sober, consider thinking things over, relax
We to spit it all over the track, yo

What can't have any girl doin thought
(ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Don't even to him, don't sweat it
yo!

Ghost weed, it's not like wow, like whoa!

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