Luyện nghe bài hát Blazin On A Sunny Afternoon

Yeah, I woke up 12,
Looked to my found a bag on the shelf,
I one up, burn a zap to myself
And I don't a fuck if it's bad for my health
I'm mad out
Cos week, see my girl just left out
I went to roll j and i'm fresh out
See I'm bummed I even get none last night when I went out
Damn and now the all hazy
Eyes to look asian when i'm blazey
I'm bout to lay around today and be lazy
Maybe might call a squeeze over to me
Yeah, as you can see I've got issues
got my medical card it's gettin' misuse
So I'm stop it if bammer I'm off it
I'm teach with a full of maui wowie dog shit

SUN]
n Mod Sun
Now I ain't gonna do regular stoner rap type shit
Where I like, take a hit into the mic my verse,
But I'm hippie-hop, 70s mentality type
from a family, hip days
My both smoked js on the 7th day
Shit even when my mom was pregnant she blazed
So been high before I even lived one dazed
But I ain't can chop it any way
*pbleeea* you chose
Ain't nothing bong time night for solo vapor space cake Whatever it'd take to get us copper
do that
Yea we it
Ain't a strain alive that I tasted
*Sobriety* without the Brooklyn base
I some bible kids some gift tricks* from the guy who raised it
[shh don't say
Faded but so *vibrate*
been too high to keep climbin
Got a fresh of the Harvard's moon
Bake with me I guarantee that everyday's like a sunny afternoon
G hit me up
Said he was on 1967 type shit
So where I am
Mod Sun, hippie-hop S-U-N