Luyện nghe bài hát Wiid

Weed is by my side, it's always there.
been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, always been there.
Always been there, always there.
Weed is by my side, always been there.
Always been there, always there.
Weed is by my side, it's been there.
been there, always been there.

We're that Danger Girl.
We're that Gen 13.
Bong's Yoda, man,
and Yoda STAND a bag filled with stems and seeds.
Yo, I stand no ecstacy.
Cocaine a mess of me.
Beer and are now things that I use to do.
Don't misconstrue, I'm still weed.
kids like to get fucked up,
actin' black by them blunts.
I got a one called Margot Kidder
and I only to hit that shit once
'cause I ain't made of and dimes.
Fat make me tickled inside.
Say no to up lines,
that's jiggawatt jive.
And I no Nancy Reagan,
just sayin' take it slow.
Say yeah to the cigarette,
say nil to the of pills and blow.
Teen years gettin' beat down,
and your twenties smokin' them pounds.
Stick for the sticky amounts,
flick a Bic your stuck to the couch.
I'm the cyborg,
I smell that shit a wine cork.
I hope they legalize,
High Times won't have anything to fight for.
I used to smoke with at shows,
but I stopped 'cause all had colds,
but I got and a bag of Coldeeze
and mad trees so all get stoned!

Weed is by my side, always been there.
Always been there, always there.
Weed is by my side, always been there.
Always been there, always there.
Weed is by my side, it's always there.
Always been there, always there.
Weed is by my side, always been there.
Always there, always been there.

a show, you're a friend of mind,
handshake with a inside.
These are Batman hallucinagens.
whammies are weaponized.
LSD and shrooms, I them,
was a time I wouldn't deny them.
All you need is one trip where you your shit,
kiss goodbye to the sky diamonds;
but I keep back like it's Atkins fat
'cause the weed's like cocaine,
but the you take is just getting baked,
you're gonna see the next day.
say we fund Al Qaeda.
Sounds like the jealous.
Let's get the stoned,
bring our ninjas home - to hell with zealots,
all we need is some weed and a laid back beat,
black if you stereotype,
couple bean bag and a lack of airs,
a marathon of is right.
What's the 4-1-1 for
I freeze my Pieces.
It's like I pack a pipe,
my appetite increases.
You know what a mean,
green my cractorbeam,
addicted like gasoline, just pass the trees
I live that cracker dream,
but I have to cease my deeds.
I have to take control
'cause I ain't down with mc
growin' up in a of my second-hand smoke.

Weed is by my side, always been there.
been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's been there.
been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's been there.
Always there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's been there.
Always been there, been there.