Luyện nghe bài hát Mary-go-round

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

my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell so good when she get wet and
You lift me, girl you the
Got a blowin like Cheech and Chong
A bong, a blunt, or a paper
It really don't matter she'll take you
You my gal since the age of 13
And Its funny to me, you make me fiend
You put a on me with the green voodoo
You when my boys come and run us a choo choo
deep in the game
The way I feel can't explain
You been true to me, by my side
I up and get my mornings first high
hoes wonder why they get no love
Cause got a big ol' but, HUH

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

If yous a Jane
Throw your hands in the air with this muthafuckin three time
Producer, wanna cool my (pass the sweet)
the madusa, I never knews her
Who ya, Who ya ya are
Ya fuckin with a dopehouse star

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Smokin budda
Drinkin puda
Booya, another from Madulas
I in rida chick gets me higher
Theres no needa tryna find a hyna
I my bitch your fya
Be bestet as we kids under

(chorus x2)
Mary-go-round round and
oh let the
the sweet

Now you can do snow or get wet as the
Me man I got in my brain
Of course I kick doors for whores
But my wife mary-jane I never get
she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the red hair
The hoes sick cause them bitches wanna
coma vana Mariajuana
You was born in but I took the chance
And brought your ass across to the promise
I love to lay you so soft in my swisha
act a freak and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your picture on all my
mama caught us kissin call the laws
My thinks you nothin but trouble
Cant see how you helped me the struggle

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