Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Went To Jamaica

The went to Jamaica
He was to sell some weed
He was fine
They were in line
It was excellent weed
When he across a young man
Who was likewise pot
And the devil down the beach to the kid
And boy let me tell you what
I guess you kind of
I'm a reefer of course
And after all this
I guess that I'm a of sorts
Now your stuff smells
But this tranquilize a horse
I'll bet a million in cash against stash
Cause I think mines better than
The boy said my names
And you smoked nothing yet
One hit of grass will kick your a@@
You got a bet

Johnny roll a of hash
And make it's the bomb
Cause the devils got the kind of stuff they in Vietnam
You'll get a smack-a-roo's in cash if you can cope
But if you can't the devil your dope

The devil a bong
With a little Gold
And flew from his finger tips
As he up his bowl
He filled that all the way
And he took a hit
And as they it back and forth
It gave them a coughing fit
(coughing)
When the was finished Johnny said
Hey man, that was great
But fill your lungs some of this
And to vegetate

Sativa, Sweet Maryjane
The devils in the frying his brain
Zig-Zag with the diggity-dank
Hold on it will hit you like a tank

The nodded off
Because he knew he was stoned
And he asked if he could by an
Of the that Johnny owned
said, Devil just come on back
If you wanna catch a buzz
I done told you
You son of a
Mine's the best there was

And they fired up one by one
Ain't stop until the bag is done
as a bullfrog
Sticky as
do you get high, yes I do