Luyện nghe bài hát 4:20

Get High, Get
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke weed
Get High, Get
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke weed

[Mr.
I Irry come and try me
You can look all around but you find me
my shadow right behind me, blowin it up
Every where that I go Gs givin me
Smoke a dub in a blunt it ain't no thing
How can you be a if you got no game, put you to shame
Around here we maintain, if you wanna sport and roll wit some wood grey
If you can't hang, stop botherin
Bitch my kind of weed have you fallin and slobberin
Me and Maddness, smokin I ain't
Come in the studio and peep the bong I'm holdin
Rollin in a V12, you can't blame me and Big Jess for wealth
Oh hell, I'm to mix it
canibuseteva straight fuckin me up

It's about 4:20, got plenty
Stayin high as can be, fuckin wit the
You know me, bomb weed til I D-I-E

it's Maddness with a tweet alert
4:20 on the clock, Shadow's on the glock
So you know we smokin, Chron Don blowin
Rich stolen, we residental rollin
Shadow got the bomb twistin, I'm the Don
High off the bomb bay, representin the Chron smokers
909 way 619 days and nights, got my eyes
Surely stack and don't
down wit Shadow from a thug's place
My versatility a page and different state
Street stays green and I'm thinkin trees
A roll a J, call Fingaz it's time to spit
It's 4:20 on the clock, blunt's lit so I top notch
Cheif til my life stops, bomb smokin just the same
Shadow, mad blaze

[Mr.
Ah shit, me and
Stay hella high, man take a X
Never stress on you bag slangers
And I never sell yay to a stranger, danger
Fuckin wit a fool you don't know, specially comin from
So Cal, peep out my [Why]
In America's finest we loked out

Get High, Get High, Get High, Get
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke weed