Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

Man I hear y'all got some ass weed around here.....

Yea nigga, happenin, I got you, what you want, how much you got?

I got about dawg, what's happenin...

I got you, you go....

Man this ain't no chronic, what the fuck......

(Hook)
Lemme y'all, I......I....I.....I got the bad weed blues.....ooh, got the
bad blues......

Last night, was a real bad night for me, let me to y'all what I'm
talkin about man, shit was real fucked up for a though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a sack weed, I got home I seen.....that these trees
was just a big bag of seeds, these niggaz done got me for my money, I
spent a couple of hundred, motherfucka, naw........I guess I chalk it as
a loss, but Im mad cause Im puffin and Im and ah......I still ain't
cough.....this shit is not me high man, I am not high, the shit too
soft, I need some weed, he gotta kick, or punch, the shit that you up,
that one hit'll it cause you'll be too lifted after you're done takin hits
off the blunt, gobble was workin me like a downer, I need to be easy,
easy, easy, easy.....

All I do, smokin and chokin, but ain't nobody got no good, so I gotta
move on, I gotta find that good, good for my lung, yea, yea, yea, cause
I'm in need for that sticky sticky green, had my blunt yet, so a nigga
got an attitude, excuse me if I'm rude, but that's just the way that the
does dude, throw your hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your hands
up if you need it, on, I'm searchin and I'm searchin and I still ain't
come up, why I think of this before lil Dre, let me hit em on up, I hit
em up, he said come on thru, he got the L.A., the L.A., I said I'd be
right thru, I got my blunt, I'm feelin so good, it's so hard to find
that goody good in my hood.....

I just got off the plane, coming from I was...smokin so good, need to go
get me a sack right now, let me to the hood, now I can't find tweed, and
Ken out of town, now I'm thinkin of I'ma do when I got to get high, not to
fuck around when it come to the herb, I splurge, anything ain't cut it, I
just got paid with a pocket full of and today I ain't on no budget,
searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm to blow, I'm feelin the stress,
I'm getting depressed, weedman don't love me no more, and I'm driving the
city, feelin inside, cause I can't get high, and this here ain't how I
ride, had to and holla at my lil niggaz, petty hustlin and drug peddlin,
twice convicted thug felon, just to see what he was sellin, it was the
weed with stems, he it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my never said, momma never said
that it'd be days like this, I'm rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
shit

You ain't gone tell me no sticky in this whole fuckin city, where's the
weedman, when you need him, I want hollas from my all around the way,
what's up Big Blood, my homie Big Blood, he just gave me a today, a sack
today, and ooh, even though he sellin yey he, he pulled lil to the side,
he said lil Bizzy you know my lil she does braids, my hair must be
up, but it's cool though, ooh, then Bizzy pulled him to the side and
said hey Big Blood, you got drugs.......

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)