Luyện nghe bài hát Weed Hand

Sometimes da game got me stressin i can't lie
I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole i ain't never lied
I put my hand n da sky
I put my weed n da sky
I it for da luv of life
A whole piece i ain't lied
I put my hand in da sky
I put my hand in da sky

The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It's bash the modern day jimmy hendrix.deep
down in texas,dope house is so relentless.the fluff is endless.smokin wit my and my
dentist.Feelin stupendiss want to come to my quarter stacks.Smokin on reef.singing boby
to dem cats.(bobby brown)Dem dolger sax,wit a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a
lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudn't me.Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta keep my
spirit lifted though.My spiritual,lyrical,it's hydromyrical.I'm comin though,wit a
fully loaded off dat durby. so worthy 'cause my vacume lungs are like dat curby.and don't
desturb me when i'm floatin to my foreign land.You no fo' sho' i keep my pipe in my
hand.My weed hand is something i don't disrestpect.Your hand throw it up and represent
weed.

I'ma admit it and you know i'm wid it.begin his life,got his only one and split it.Lit
it up wit my nephew.and now i'm floatin.My is broaken.soakin up my soal.sippen
styraphone cups.choken now i'm low.If you ridden on us dats cool but da joint.diamonds
flyin and you just had to go.cuz you dun cast da vote.and i didn't even get a hit.no not a
little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby don't disrespecr the luv.and i can't see
dat.ask we get the best of bud.put up you're weed hand.

Man i been down dis way before.i hit da back up and blow.I'm too damn high don't pass me
no mo'.I blaze drown,sip on a four.stayin high i'm on a note.u can smell da all on my
clothes.man look at my eyes they bout to be closed.I'm choken up out hte room wit my weed
hand in the sky.I'm stayin on octamodes and i'm leanin half da time.I'm stayin high and
i hustle fool.don't be at up on my ass gotta get up and glock sum cash.
hoes thinkin they gonna smoke for free.but not wit a young P.I.M.P.Just 'cause i'm young
mean i'm dumb.Red microphones now blaze sum of dat greener reef.and pour sum of dat
stuff.down here we bud.ya i no you herd of us.

ending outro:My weed hand,put you're weed hand in da sku,my weed hand,east west,my
hand,north south,something we can all relate to,my hand.