Luyện nghe bài hát Charlie Brown

[First
Charlie Brown, please, don't around
Because your weed is brown
and it like the ground
You're my homie (but no more bammer)
But with weed you don't know me
I inhale this, the staleness creeps up on me

I love weed, especially it gets me gaspin'
Coughin' up a from that passion
Graspin' onto with every hit that I take
When I'm high, is the only I feel awake
Roll it up, bags on is what I deserve
No joke I gots to smoke it calms my nerves
And if Charlie was I guarantee a tragedy
From his dirt, brown means head starts to hurt
Call me a high on, red eyed
smelling like oak with a of pine tree
And fuck Smokey, my names Big
And I'm known to it down to the tail,
You know I mean?
Resi-res up on my fingernail
Clam inside the soundproof Lotus Pod cell
Lettin' out, when I'm blessed to
So, it back and let me get another hit
Big

[Second
Charlie,
Your weed is so (mmm mmm mmmm)
You must grown it in a dusty safari
I just can't smoke no mo'
Even though I'm and I'm po'
I smell that shit in bag,
I and run for the do'
Don't hate you,
And homie, you my boy
Just keep that junk on your
(Don't bring it here)
And homie, you my boy
Cause that I can't handle
I to be high
So the fuck off my block
and don't back on my side
Charlie, (Charlie Brown)
You just fresh anymore
Because I to be lifted
shit grounds me to the floor
Don't make me deck you, (Bitch)
Don't come 'round that
nobody want to hit that
Ya'll bustas need to quit
Charlie,