Luyện nghe bài hát Maan

Is it
is life, and life is living
awesome, yeah!

I smoked the damn pound
I'm a another one, 'nother one
Eyes closed, I come down
Only papers, no we don't with blunts

1]
Nigga, I don't be sharing weed
A got pounds to burn that's apparent
cause you up in this bitch
Don't you gon' hit this shit
You roll somethin'
Coughin' you got a cold or somethin'
O.D. on THC
Nigga fuck around gave Young Khalifa a
Smoke the thing up in the week
Roll a joint, put a around that motherfucker
it to the face
Ohh shit, nigga got some KK and he said he on the way
Big P told me church, get money on 'em every day
So I want everything, room, every plane, every place
We

Nigga, we mobbin', we mobbin', shit!
Go, go! Nigga, we

2]
Now every place that we go, they say we smoke
But we do it anyway, real G's smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up mo'
When say put it out, it's too loud, We burn up some mo'
Then we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and
We rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling

2]
Nigga going, keep the KK blowin
Snakes in the grass keep
Ass so fat, look
Another city, gotta show in
Another airport go in
Reason why you hate, I'm
Niggas got too much
I rollin' up
a brand new car like that motherfucker stolen
They don't understand what i'm
Money in my hand, nigga, 28 grams when i'm
Been through New York and and Paris and back
By Southwes only niggas smokin' on pack
Rollin' up
Go on, get a bong, get a
Everybody get along, get
Get a song, get a
he say, every dog need a cat
Potheads a joint to relax
G pen of wax
10 Rolled cone joints, fast
No no seeds in the bag
Got to brag
In the front, y'all b's in the
Pair of chucks, jeans is the swag
Little bitch, we

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