Luyện nghe bài hát Offbeat Bare-ass

Any different people can apply to drop the
not a country club review board steady talkin' junk
Many would have it others go out and grab it
Some trip over toots and say it I'm sunk

I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick
I am the one who the herb
When we're on the P-Nut rolls it up
Throw me a joint on what's up

I will tell a cop I know my fucking rights
And we can match wits all night for he said if I had nothing to hide
of course I wouldn't mind if he looked through our ride man
No uh, I'd rather you didn't and no we don't have guns hidden

We stood there for a while I to decline
Firm, I didn't lose my
I didn't let him me he's just another human
Not a bit of in what we were doin' that day

He couldn't us stay we had our shit together
It don't whether we sport the dreadlocks or the shaved head
Or if we have a sticker from the
I said a better verse rehearsed the roughneck curse
Last week I keep an even keel and bow in
And face the every minute

Never could see my homey comin' till he
Funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't
Oh by now I'm with it bare-ass in my face
I'm okay but like 'Uh-uh, no he isn't'
So I proceed to hear him get loose the

all over my face sometimes my tummy
He fucked with my flow although I thought it
I probably wouldn't care if I smoked more bud
But that wouldn't do me shit 'cause then he'd me more up
Crazy ill and chillin' rude but I'ze a cool dude
He believe the day would come when he would get his too

But then one day in front of his face I got him
He looked said, "God damn get me some water"
The one time I hadn't till I got mine
Smeared his with my armpit funk slime
So you get it the just how sick we were then
But before I jet, "Hey yo Chad sniff my man"
Oh that's right

I can see a lot of people who feel I do
I can see a lot of people who feel I don't
I go on step even when I'm heavy
High jump the slumps open up for the Revy Horton
Sweet what am I forgot what I was saying
I know I be laying a pipe you got a gripe

With the way I get graffix bong sing along with a cry of a
Mandatory sentence for a crime with no
When everybody knows jail should be picked in
Order of the pain that 'cause
Do what thou wilt shall be the of the laws

Until you the rights of another
Respect the space of sister and your brother
The war on drugs may be intentioned
But it fucking flat when you stop and mention
The overcrowded prisons where a gets paroled
To room for a dude who has sold a pound of weed
To me that's a crime here's to good people doin' y'all

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