Luyện nghe bài hát La La La

It's another one of smoking songs, ya know what I'm saying?
Where my pot at?
here aha, yeah, yeah, CT, check it

We rollin trees and la la la la la
Another song from me
Burning more than Cheech Chong
Red and Meth or roll in the same L
We smoke blunts all day you can't Hell
I'm stompin in my boots on
Rollin to the with my half off coupon
Fuck, I been burnin I was newborn
So high through space with Jimmy Neutron
That's how I do mon, the rhythm
You think I had a mother fucking pot prescription
Like the flippin
My grass stay fresh cut, sticky icky wet stuff, put it in the dutch
But last time I had a checkup, the doc my brain was not fully developed
Fuck, but it just matter, I'ma half to roll the next blunt fatter hah

La la la la la
Just break it up and that la la la la la
Now twist it up and smoke la la la la la
Now light it up and that la la la la la
And then you keep on
The way this weed hit your chest should invest in
on Saturn, cruisin in the XR
Everyday I got the best
And the weed same color as Reptar
Yes, we stay up the purple
In my own entourage like Turtle
Fuck all the commercials, all straight lies
Actin like I'm gonna kill a mother fucker I'm high
The most I'm likely to do is open the fridge, chill on the couch, and never end up my crib, shit
But just how I do
high, seeing from my birds eye view
I walk a room and everybody starts sniffin
"Like, oh my God, I can that's Christian,"
"It's nine in the morning yo the fuck's with him?"
And I'm like, "Chill! got a weed addiction like."