Luyện nghe bài hát Cloudy-Eyed Stroll (Remix)

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Sunday morning I awake head aching from the night before
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping we all tore
I reminisce and kinda despite my pain
'cause they kicked us out for throwing balls in other peoples
day in the summer

Is about to become a cloudy one outey perious puffs
Devious sluts, stuff
up the phone its on
I got my niggas on the line ready to the N9ne
Once I'm trippin on my relish to spend
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West
'cause me and my Road Doggs and Road
Slippin on a mission and on old calls
30 minutes later I'm at the door ready to go
Feeling releived when I heard my niggas
Yelling thats my as my babygirl cries

inside looked around and everybodies looking

Cloudy 8x's
Come and take a wit me, fly wit me,

Get high wit me, come and get cloudy wit me
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Everybodies blown but me Timly got them cummolous in his eyes
Puffing because Dr. and Purple Fuzz up above
This Sunday day had that ???????
Scoop just started his eyes restratus

435 North we the suburbans filled with smoke
We jerking I'm hoping to get the new working no joking
Eyes
For the feels what it is what it was what it be
Is we high on L.A.
Pass the puffy on the mid west town much obliged
I'm feeling high up and cloudy eyed

Windows down windows my crown astounded
Right now my ?marial? dont be grounded
I it
Now my is Munchie
you high
7-11 got the best in the country
Blunts be serious when stuffed funk
From the depths of Mizzou niggas have no what to do

Caught up with black in Will
Whats the deal on our way to New for real
We loud and as we stepped inside
Peoples looking at us funny 'cause looking

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Cloudy eyed stroll now my slow
Walking up out the New eyes closed

Took another hit the poison mist
Got my brain on twist but I still
up?

What we on a Sunday eve
Its straight to 5-6 best
We up some biancas on the humbug

To come down around the town else is Skateland bound
5-6-1-6 feeling far out like Thailand

My man said no one can roll em like i can
once again its on the biatreces from the phones
In the house and they straight getting
What ever happened I dont
up on the flo
5 o'clock in the morning I'm to go fa sho
Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze this shit is getting old
They dropped me off and the end of my (cloudy eyed) stroll