Luyện nghe bài hát Weed Hand

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

The smokes off my lungs and appendix.It's baby 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 want to come to my quarter stacks.Smokin on greener reef.singing boby
to dem older cats.(bobby brown)Dem dolger sax,wit a grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a
lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudn't church me.Cocked mouthed and gotta keep my
spirit though.My spiritual,lyrical,it's hydromyrical.I'm comin visious though,wit a
fully loaded off dat durby. feelin so worthy 'cause my vacume lungs are dat curby.and don't
me when i'm floatin to my foreign 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 gonna admit it and you know i'm wid it.begin his life,got his 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 but pass da joint.diamonds
flyin and you just had to go.cuz you dun cast da vote.and i even get a hit.no not even a
little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby girl don't 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 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 stayin blowed on octamodes and i'm leanin half da time.I'm 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 i'm young don't
mean i'm dumb.Red microphones now blaze sum of dat reef.and pour sum of dat purple
stuff.down here we bud.ya i no you herd of us.

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