Luyện nghe bài hát Mary-go-round

Yo-yo homeboy, me dat
Yo, is the song i wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Jane

my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell so good she get wet and sticky
You lift me, you the bomb
Got a nigga like Cheech and Chong
A bong, a blunt, or a square
It really don't matter she'll you there
You been my gal the age of 13
And Its to me, you still make me fiend
You put a spell on me with the green
You love when my come and run us a choo choo
Mary-Jane deep in the
The way I words can't explain
You been true to me, stood by my
I Wake up and get my mornings high
hoes wonder why they get no love
Cause got a big ol' but, HUH

(CHORUS x2)
Mary-go-round, round and
Oh let the mary-go-round, pass the

If yous a user
Throw your hands in the air with this muthafuckin three time
Producer, cool my future (pass the sweet)
Pass the madusa, I knews her
Who ya, Who ya ya are
Ya fuckin with a dopehouse shootin

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Smokin budda
Drinkin puda
Booya, killa from Madulas
I thug in rida chick me higher
Theres no needa find a finer hyna
I decya my bitch fya
Be bestet as we kids plya

(chorus x2)
round and round
oh let the
the sweet

Now you can do snow or get wet as the
Me man I got jane in my
Of course I doors for white whores
But my wife mary-jane I get divorced
Cause she be tha one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the red hair
The hoes sick cause them bitches wanna
coma vana Mariajuana
You was in Mexico but I took the chance
And brought your ass across to the lands
I love to lay you so soft in my swisha
act like a and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your on all my walls
mama caught us kissin wanna call the
My family you nothin but trouble
see how you helped me through the struggle

(chorusx2)
Mary-go-round round and
Oh let the
the sweet