Luyện nghe bài hát It Blows My Mind

You should smokes me

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

chronic to me, it's like 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 in common
They could search a nigga, but they finding my bomb
And I got the stash, my cash
Got lot of pulling police shots

I'm not The One, nigga you call me The Two
Bob Marley reincarnated, dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated times
You surprised how I it, huh?

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

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

The greener the tree, the the bud
The of the branch, will tell you how chronic it was
I'm high, sliding, slippin'
Gotcha listening to Snoop and now you feel like you

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

Now get mad, just roll to the pad
And keep a G on the and roll another dub bag
(My nigga)
Light that shit, hit that
Then past it to ya like playa, pimp
(Blaze bitch)

And you get dizzone, crack the do'
And let me get a little
'Cause ain't no fun, if the homies can't get
Puff, puff, my nigga, one lizza

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

Do you wanna wit me
(Do you wanna?)
Come and me company
Baby and fuck with me
You should with me

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

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

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

Spell ya in it, put ya face in it
And hang with the with the gang bang spinach
Drag it, blunt it or zig zag it
Don't really even if it's 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 bounce wit the whole ounce
(Smoke me out)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's real shit, you my loc'
And that's for my nigga
Haha, Gangsta
Neptunes, Star
(It my mind)
Billionaire Club, DPG
Doggy Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)