Luyện nghe bài hát Weed Hand

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

The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It's baby the modern day jimmy 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 dolger sax,wit a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun 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 off dat durby. feelin so worthy 'cause my vacume lungs are like dat curby.and don't
desturb me 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 only one and 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 had to go.cuz you dun cast da vote.and i didn't even get a hit.no not even a
little bit.so now 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 down dis way before.i hit da bong back up and blow.I'm too 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 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 stayin 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 i'm young don't
i'm dumb.Red microphones now blaze sum of dat greener reef.and pour sum of dat purple
stuff.down here we smokin bud.ya i no you 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.