Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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

One time for the set I rep
Your best bet if you come come
I no love to the weak no respect
They tell me life a I holla bet
But outta no where nigga became a threat
And I aint 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 that money on my theres no rest
we aint have a deal we had to pay our self
Roddy a name I gave my self
Cause either she get right or get
But before I got unpacked she undressed
Word, recognize real I guess
So Im dead and gone its Jets at your neck
Im in a city with murder and sex

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

This a jack move I down the door
Im on my I hope you own yours
I close like my neighborhood stores
Never once my jet code

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

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