Luyện nghe bài hát Smoker Face

I it by the O. Yea bitch.
Cudi wassup We should smoke after this. Real shit

Uh, quality in it,
They tell me you get to die twice, so the high life, we livin',
parties wit bad bitches, the cribs so foggy its hard to see in it,
Got girls that wanna go places, scared to up wit me,
They say I'm bad for image,
Oh well, I up another L,
You thinkin' you got the bomb, a smoker can tell,
drink Gin when I fucks wit the liquor,
And only smoke joints, I don't wit the swisher,
Stayed the night once, now she done swishers,
And I ain't shit, I don't fuck wit you niggas Cuz,
I'm by my lonely,
Everyone tired, high,
I'm rollin' up watchin' Guy,
Finna call Spitta, He the only that can smoke how I smoke,
as Mister blow it by the O...

[Lady sings]

I never it
Puff, puff,
And keep the roach if you smoke it
A loaded, lookin for another (drink?) but I already rolled it
show me that
And nigga my credit good in neighborhood
me dat
You probably be where the lames and them at
Poor thing, I'm used to rollin up and the whole thing
Them otha niggas claim and that they get high and leave it wit all kinds of seeds
Probably why you hit it and get the face
ain't loud, this a noise complaint
Smoke like I got a to make
That's why you see me got a joint to bake
Tell me dog bring his own in you need a reminder, mister blow it by the
O-O-O-O-o, o, o,
bitch