Luyện nghe bài hát Weed #3 - Black Thought

And you ghost weed was only for the thugs?
Hey hoe! (what? ) you hoe! (oh yeah me true true)
You can be too!

Yo yo, to that
I got this thought shit here yo, black thought
I got shit down pat
Check hold on hold on let me hit {*inhales*}
(ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Got that thought shit yo, yo bust it it
Bout to freak that

[black
Check me out yo, yo, it out
Uhh, as we descend upon the of schemes
See the image into view from a black screen
A frail grandmother pack a heavy
We fiend slash machines in the struggle and ..
.. bloody scuff knuckle and things
Sucker-punchin fake rappers forcin me to take it to the
Oh you real son well whattayou
How you real when you hustlin
How you feel like you fuckin me?
Now burn the 5th flame-thrower
The mic soldier, things over
You're not sober, consider thinking things over,
We bout to spit it all the track, yo

What can't have any girl doin thought
(ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Don't even listen to him, sweat it
yo!

Ghost weed, it's not like wow, like whoa!

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