Luyện nghe bài hát That Good

I'm everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always keep one rolled
(I that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' gram I own
(That purp, that bomb, kush)
Don't gotta understand, know
I smoke that, fire that, that good that

Concentrated, everyday I'm
Tree's prepared and cultivated
I nursed 'em, down, no chemicals
Just me and my buddy, ya me now
Never treat ya wrong, to his own
Snoop and Wiz the new and Chong
We up in smoke, street schemes
Smoking sticky green, having dreams
it down, put it in the zig zag
And pull the top and let the ass drag
Hit the switch, quickest way to get a
Executive branch, get a of this
car, sack a dank
High school nigga what the you think
I'm passing all my classes flying colors
And everyday I'm as a muthafucker

I'm everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always keep one rolled
(I keep that, that, got that)
I'm blowin' gram I own
(That purp, that bomb, kush)
Don't understand, they know
I smoke that, fire that, that good that

Sun open, smoking while I'm rolling
My bitches notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the
Get in your legs
Join roaches and ashes all in bed
You calling her babe, she me instead
'Cause I put that game all in her
She saw the crib, she know that I'm
When he have nothing he used to stall 'em
Now I the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't care the cost is
Rolling up good, smoking bomb shit
a whole OZ, nigga that's boss shit
Now she all her man, rubber bands in my pocket
Getting money, going hard for my
Bad keep the joint stuffed like stockings
nigga getting bread, why knock it

I'm everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always keep one rolled
(I that, need that, got that)
I'm blowin' gram I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
Don't understand, they know
I that, fire that, good that good that

We you to the high school
We do just we like to
We invite you
Now roll up get to it
We welcome you to high
We do just we like to
We cordially you
Now up get high to it
Get high to it

I'm everywhere I go
(No sticks, no seeds, Al Green)
I always gotta one rolled
(I keep that, that, got that)
I'm blowin' gram I own
(That purp, bomb, that kush)
Don't gotta understand, they
I smoke that, fire that, that good that