Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Jet (x3)
And if it make bread it aint right

One for the set that I rep
best bet if you come come correct
I show no love to the no respect
They tell me life a I holla bet
But outta no this nigga became a threat
And I even break a sweat but she soaking wet
And just like my logo for the I jet
Theres no days off on my to success

Long as money on my mind theres no rest
When we aint have a we had to pay our self
Roddy just a name I gave my
either she get right or get left
But before even I got she undressed
Word, Real recognize real I
So till Im and gone its Jets at your neck
Im in a city with murder and sex

D Wade flow, fuck it yet Durant
Skinny as I am I my city on my back
I stay highed up that me relax
I get behind it if she that ass back
Shorty ride until the go flat
I stay strapped and my track clap
In the lane peddle to the mat
To the floor, shit way better before

This a jack I kick down the door
Im on my I hope you own yours
I never close like my stores
once reveled my jet code

We stack dough that shit overflow
I fall when these hoes pay me close
Why smile when that shit aint no
Cause all we know is till you croke
Jet Life, Go Jets Go
Sure you pray, we gone blow
Its hard to breath around all this gun
Man this weed get me to high to be it for the low

I said this weed get me to high to be it for the low
Its hard to breath around all this gun
Man this weed get me to to be gettin it for the low