Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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

One time for the set I rep
Your best bet if you come correct
I no love to the weak no respect
They tell me life a I holla bet
But outta no this nigga became a threat
And I aint break a sweat but she soaking wet
And like my logo for the money I jet
no days off on my road to success

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

D Wade flow, fuck it better yet
Skinny as I am I tote my city on my
I stay highed up helps me relax
I get it if she throw that ass back
Shorty ride until the go flat
I stay and my track gone clap
In the fast lane to the mat
To the floor, shit way better then

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

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

I said this get me to high to be gettin 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