Luyện nghe bài hát It Blows My Mind

You should smokes me

The chronic's
The chronic's
The chronic's
The chronic's
(It my mind)

Blowing chronic to me, it's a tradition to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit down and to me
Don't go me fool, go wit me
We could blow it all together like Bobby and Whitney

Yeah, we got something in
They search a nigga, but they never finding my bomb
And I got the stash, my cash
Got lot of motherfuckas pulling shots

I'm not The One, nigga you could me The Two
Bob reincarnated, pupils dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated many
You surprised how I made it,

You hate it, huh, but you know I even trippin'
I'm splitting Swisha up, plotting on the come up
I'm my life and never putting my gun up
Drinking my drink, and I'ma smoke that

The chronic's
The chronic's
The blowing
The chronic's
(It my mind)

The the tree, the better the bud
The strength of the branch, will you how chronic it was
I'm buzzing high, sliding,
Gotcha to Snoop and now you feel like you crippin'

It's all to the good, the is wood
You got some hoes in ya truck and now ya ready to
But, they frontin' and and time is wastin'
She don't wanna give ya number now she at Jason

Now don't get mad, just to the pad
And keep a G on the bitch and another dub bag
(My nigga)
Light that shit, hit bitch
Then it to ya homie like playa, pimp
(Blaze bitch)

And you get dizzone, crack the do'
And let me get a snizzle
'Cause ain't no fun, if the can't get none
Puff, puff, pass my nigga, one

The chronic's
The chronic's
The blowing
The blowing
(It my mind)

Do you smoke wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and keep me
Baby come and fuck me
You smokes with me

Do you smoke wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and keep me
Baby come and with me
You should with me

the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a model hoe, a G
Pre-medical, steady those, ready can get it
Teacher taught it to those inside with mind

My status has been the baddest ever since I
I'm that nigga brought y'all the info
On the Chucks, braids and endo
Big Snoop Dogg the fog on the window

Spell ya name in it, put ya in it
And hang the nigga with the gang bang spinach
it, blunt wrap it or zig zag it
Don't really matter even if in the package

Put it to the side, so when ya boy hit the
I'm look for the G-5
Pharrell, gimme that VA discount
I'm tryna bounce wit the whole
(Smoke me out)

The blowing
The chronic's
The chronic's
The blowing
(It my mind)

Do you wanna wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and keep me
come and fuck with me
You smokes with me

Do you smoke wit me
(Do you wanna?)
and keep me company
Baby come and fuck me
You should with me

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think you could fuck with we
(Star Trak)
(Yeah Pharrell, this that shit here)
And BBC,

The blowing
The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's
(It my mind)

The blowing
The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's
(It my mind)

Dranking our
Ya dig, I'm sayin?
We gon' never sing
We still flow
'Cause we always hit the right
(It my mind)

That's real shit, you my loc'
And that's for life my
Haha, Gumpo
Neptunes, Trak
(It my mind)
Boys Club, DPG
Doggy Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)