Luyện nghe bài hát Zig Zag

You smokes with me

The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's
The blowing (It blows my mind)

[Verse 1 - Dogg]
Blowing chronic to me, it's like a to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit down and to me
go against me fool, go wit me
We blow it all together like Bobby Brown and Whitney
Yeah, we got something in
could search a nigga, but they never finding my bomb and
I got the stash, spot, my got
Lot of pulling, police shots
I'm not The One nigga you could me The Two
Bob reincarnated, pupils dialated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated times
You how I made it, huh?
You hate it, huh, but you know, I even trippin
I'm spliting that Swisha up, plotting on the up
I'm living my life, and never my gun up
my drink, and I'ma smoke that blunt

[Verse 2 - Dogg]
The greener the tree, the the bud
The of the branch, will tell you how chronic it was
I'm - high, sliding, slippin
Gotcha listening to Snoop and now you feel like you
It's all to the good, the is wood
You got some hoes in ya truck and now ya ready to
But, they frontin and fakin, and time is
She don't wanna ya number now she hollin at Jason
Now don't get mad, just to the pad
And keep a G on the bitch and another dub bag
(My nigga) light shit, hit that bitch
Then past it to ya like playa, pimp (blaze that bitch)
And you get dizzone, crack the do'
And let me get a little
'Cause no fun, if the homies can't get none
Puff, puff, my nigga, one lizza

x2]
Do you wanna wit me (Do you wanna?)
and keep me company
Baby and fuck with me
You should smokes me

[Verse 3 - Snoop
the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a model hoe, a G
Pre-medical, steady slow those, can get it
Teacher taught it to with mind apparatus
My status has been the ever since I intro'd
I'm that nigga that y'all the info
On the Chucks, braids, and endo
Big Snoop Dogg the fog on the window
Spell ya in it, put ya face in it
And with the nigga with the gang bang spinach
Drag it, blunt it, or zig-zag it
Don't really matter even if in the package
Put it to the side, so ya boy hit the Eastside
I'm for the firefied cheefa
Aiyyo Pharrell, gimme VA discount
I'm tryna bounce wit the ounce (smoke me out)

x2]

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think that you could fuck we (Star Trak)
(Yeah Pharrell this that shit here)
And BBC -

x2] + {*Snoop ad-libs*}

[Outro - Dogg]
our drank
Ya dig I'm sayin?
We gon' never sing
We gon' still
Cause we always hit the note
(It my mind)
That's shit, Pharrell you my loc'
And that's for my nigga
Haha, Gumpo
Neptunes, Star
(It my mind)
Boys Club, DPG
Doggy Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)..