Luyện nghe bài hát Weed Hand

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

The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It's baby bash the modern day hendrix.deep
in texas,dope house is so relentless.the fluff is endless.smokin wit my lawer and my
dentist.Feelin stupendiss to come to my quarter stacks.Smokin on greener reef.singing boby
to dem older cats.(bobby brown)Dem sax,wit a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a
lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudn't church me.Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta my
spirit lifted though.My spiritual,lyrical,it's hydromyrical.I'm visious though,wit a
fully loaded off dat durby. feelin so worthy 'cause my vacume lungs are dat curby.and don't
desturb me when i'm floatin to my land.You no fo' sho' i keep my pipe in my weed
hand.My weed is something i don't disrestpect.Your weed 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
cups.choken now i'm low.If you ridden on us dats cool but pass da joint.diamonds
flyin and you had to go.cuz you dun cast da vote.and i didn't even get a hit.no not even a
bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby girl don't disrespecr the luv.and i can't see
dat.ask where we get the of bud.put up you're weed hand.

Man i been dis way before.i hit da bong back up and blow.I'm too damn high don't pass me
no mo'.I drown,sip on a four.stayin high i'm on a note.u can smell da bong all on my
clothes.man look at my they bout to be closed.I'm choken dudes up out hte room wit my weed
hand in the sky.I'm blowed on octamodes and i'm leanin half da time.I'm stayin high and
i fool.don't be at home 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 hand,east west,my weed
hand,north south,something we can all relate to,my hand.