Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

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

One for the set that I rep
Your best bet if you come come
I show no love to the no respect
They tell me a gamble I holla bet
But outta no where this nigga a threat
And I aint even break a but she soaking wet
And just my logo for the money I jet
no days off on my road to success

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

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

This a move I kick down the door
Im on my I hope you own yours
I never like my neighborhood stores
Never once reveled my jet

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

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