Luyện nghe bài hát Dagga Puff

Yo, wat
Het jy die
Ja, my bru, jy mos

Ja, nou kyk hier
My bru, jou moet nie my vir 'n fokken vat nie
Kyk hier nou, my bru, ek vat nie vir jou vir 'n nie man
Ons ken mos mekaar, is ons kla

Ja, okei, maar ek nie daai kak nie
Ek soek die shit, het jy die fokken shit, my
Ja, ek het die shit, my bru, hierdie is die shit

kak nie
Ek sal daai kak vir jou verkoop nie
Ek staan hier op die hoek, hulle ken my
Vra enige iemand, sal vir jou se
"Rompelstompel, ja, daai ou se is die shit, my bru"

So dis die shit, ne?
Ja my bru dis die
Jy vat my nie vir n fokken poes
Naai, ek vat nie vir jou vir n nie, my bru
Ok, let's do

Dagga, dagga, puff, dagga, dagga, puff,
Ek's lus vir 'n bobbejaantwak
phone Clive, hook up some love
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, puff, puff,

O, liewe Here, man, it smells so
Stinky sticky fingers mull, mull, mull,
Roll it up tight, that light
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga,

in die rokie soos n reenboog
Twee ogies, jus, my mond's so droog
puff puff, lekker laf lag
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, gag gag gag

Off to the cafe a rumble in my tum
Got the money for the yum yum yum
bubblegum, or a bucket full of fun
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, dum dum dum

Early in the morning, a big fat spliff
Nothing quite like it, a spaceman spiff
you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, sif, sif, sif

What you have to do today? Oh, a lot of
Ag man, los it, bra, take puff
Jirre, laugh, sit jou mind off
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, dof, dof, dof

Ring-a-ring-a-rosie, rappers bop to the
Pass to the skoppe ill free style
Julle is deep, freak
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, weak, weak,

insane in the membrane, bro
So many fokken rappers come and go
Used to be the ou, nou's jy flou
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, yo, yo, yo

panic, "Shit, it's the fukken cops"
Kak, man, chill, bru, you fuckin' up my
My chick is checkin out that guy, kom, ons fukken
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, die, die, die

(Drop the Hi-Tek, Jesus Christ)

Dagga, dagga, puff, dagga, dagga, puff,
lus vir n bietjie bobbejaantwak
Let's phone Clive, hook up some
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, puff, puff,

in die rokie soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus my so droog
Nogge puff, lekker lag lag
Dagga, dagga, dagga, dagga, gag, gag, gag

Off to the cafe with a in my tum
Got the for the munchies yum yum yum
Chappies or bucket full of fun
Dagga dagga dagga, dum, dum, dum

Early in the morning smoke a big fat
Nothing quite like it like a spiff
you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga dagga dagga, sif, sif, sif

Een drie vier vyf ses sewe
Rook te veel dagga en dink oor jou