Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Wee Blues

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

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

I got about $200 dawg, happenin...

I got you, you go....

Man ain't no damned 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 explain to y'all I'm
about man, shit was real fucked up for a nigga though, I'm
stressin.....I bought a weed, when I got home I seen.....that these trees
was just a big bag of seeds, these done got me for my money, I done
spent a couple of hundred, motherfucka, naw........I guess I gotta it as
a loss, but Im mad cause Im and Im puffin and ah......I still ain't
cough.....this shit is not gettin me high man, I am not high, the too
soft, I need some weed, he gotta kick, or punch, the shit fucks you up,
that one hit'll quit it cause you'll be too lifted you're done takin hits
off the blunt, that was workin me like a downer, I need to be easy,
easy, easy, easy.....

All I wanna do, smokin and chokin, but ain't got no good, so I gotta
move on, I gotta that really 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 the weed
does your dude, throw hands up if you're weeded, uh huh, throw your hands
up if you need it, come on, I'm searchin and I'm searchin and I ain't
up, why didn't 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 finally got my blunt, I'm feelin so good, 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 roll to the hood, now I can't tweed, and
Ken out of town, now I'm thinkin of what I'ma do I got to get high, not to
fuck around when it to the herb, I splurge, anything ain't gone cut it, I
just got paid a pocket full of money and today I ain't on no budget,
searching high, low, out of my mind, I'm ready to blow, I'm the stress,
I'm getting depressed, weedman love me no more, and I'm driving thru the
city, empty inside, cause I can't get high, and this here ain't how I
ride, had to stop and holla at my lil niggaz, petty hustlin and peddlin,
twice convicted thug felon, just to see what he was sellin, it was the
weed with stems, he swore it was the bomb, I was to flip but I stayed
calm, copped the 20 and stayed charmed, my momma never said, never said
it'd be days like this, I'm breakin rules, but nigga ooh I gots to blaze
this

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

Hook(Krayzie, Layzie, & Wish)