Luyện nghe bài hát Kush Coma

Close my eyes, feel like I'm down
In an at 90 miles an hour
And all I see is stars and they coming at me of like a meteor shower
My forehead's sweaty, my heavy, feeling like I ain't goin' make it
Cause inside my head's like a firework show in the 4th July in Las
Said, I'm trippin', I'm slippin', like I just can't move
I done took me a couple pills
Next I know, I'm taking off my shoes
And I'm on walking on clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, smellin' like rose
Zoning out, like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm conscious to that world, connin science 'bout world
All these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I mirror Kurt
I'm numb like a mortician, going dumb Oakland bitches
say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with them cookies

I'm smoking, to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my going on vacation
I'm smoking, to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt after blunt
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on
Kush

Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush

Get high, my niggas, smoke
Get fly, my niggas, dope
So many in my phone book
I could start a phone book
Know all the fly bitches look
Like I'm on something, tell 'em roll
I'm that one nigga, two pots
Be like three hoes, that's a
Fuck niggas want to hold something
Young hot nigga froze on 'em
cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the hoes on
Only fear God, never on Him
Man, I to God, put my soul on Him
a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've in Hell, but I rose on 'em
In big shades, the hypocrites, die
Time let the tats, for the tick,
Clocks on the wall, your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, we get by
Bye I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, let it [?]
A hundred miles an on the booth, better let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and love the shrooms
That's real rap, I'm stating
Contradictions, take it back
Mommy's stripping, make it
In a kush coma, take a nap
I'm out

Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush

asleep with that cotton mouth
Weed house on plantation
the size of Rakim rings
Got my head looking a fatality screen
Got my drippin'
Gotta get from all this bullshit in my way
Knowing goddamn well when the high go
Same shit be still in my way
I'm a to the sticky icky
So roll somethin wit me
Been blunts since high school
Now look at all the I been through
Wanna pass out, but we up
Nigga keep one eye open
Cause nigga ain't tryna the next turn
Nigga roll up, then we starting
I'm smoking on ocho, got my mind on that cosmos
Sippin' on that purple, got a nigga in
Dipping in that molly, like I'm doing 100 on a Harley
Tell your baby mama sorry, was one night and please don't call me

I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, to back
It's the blunt after blunt
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on
I'm smoking, to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt after rotation
Now I'm in a kush off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacation
coma

Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma