Luyện nghe bài hát Fo Yo Sorrows

This is that
Smoke but choke on
the shit, clearly blunt junkies
Have been to croak
Unless them toke of it's the

For those who think life is
I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin'
Then I'll one tonight, fo yo sorrows

In my chair as I sit
from ear to ear
With a of your girlfriend's hair
Yes, she'll blow one fo yo sorrows

Daddy Fat back on the scene
Money to a Three movies
But everything's like 9:15
It's back to the time machine, I

Back to the rhymin', back to the
Back to the hi-hat, tsk tsk
Slap, nigga better think that was it
We everywhere,

the air you breathe
Got 'em stuck like Chuck what we weave
Like a lace front wig stuck to the
Best believe change the steeds

Take the lead, the speed
Slow it just for the sport
Nigga, one of my favorite
Happens to be Too

Now everybody wanna dope, sell dope
Got a P, got a pound, got some hoes,
Jesse had a lil' bit of hope, for the folks
On a roll, back in nineteen eighty fo', fo'

For those who think is unfair
'Cause I blow my in the air
As if no one is there
Then roll one tonight, fo yo sorrows

Just to let you know that is straight
I say stank you very much we appreciate the hate
Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' a great
Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your toothpaste

Kill yourself Sean Kingston, suicidal for a title
My are vital and maybe needed for survival
Like the Bible or any other good that you read
Why are 75% of our youth magazines?

'Cause used to fantasy and that's what they do to dream
Call it fiction addiction 'cause the truth is a heavy
'Member when the levee scream, made the folks
Yeah, I'm still about it 'cause New Orleans ain't clean

When we shout Dirty South, I don't think is what we mean
I mean, it mean the rough, the tough, the dangerous, we reign
Can entire teams with the ink that my pen bleeds
B-I-G-B-O-I, nigga,

For those who life is unfair
'Cause I my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin'
Then roll one tonight, fo yo sorrows

In my chair as I sit
from ear to ear
With a fistful of girlfriend's hair
Yes, she'll blow one tonight fo yo

want no girlfriends
Just my dope
I just need my
One foot on the world
I'm behind in my
I'm behind in my

On the back
You can simmer around
But on the front
You burn, a fat one
it up, fire that shit up
A fat one, it up
A fat, fat, fat one

This is that dope-on-dope, smoke but don't on
It's the shit, clearly blunt junkies have been to croak-oak-oak
Unless them toke of it's, the
Bombardin' the brain, the infinitely plays the place to come

Came and went, bells spent, bent
another huff and puff and choke and toke
Icky sticky and stuff a bowl and
Pack a pipe, twist a blunt roll, light a
'Cause this is the dope-on-dope, some good
Yeah, lean back and puff