Luyện nghe bài hát Blow Sweat And Gears

[**feat.
Take this to roll up
your lighters
[Verse 1:
Laced, David wally moccasins
Matte black paint, rims
Da Fuck you said I hear it clear
Too much talking in my ear
The end result of two in one year
sweat and gears
Life in between the stripes
We break day err
lifestyle
I looking for her pussy boy
This trill JET shit, just
yo wifey but she still a jet miss
Give her direction to the tele and a check
Arriving shortly with the items I
Reinforce the frame with that nigga repellant my new plane
the smoke
Let ya take a couple home if you my folk
Eyeball you a lil something
I ain't the man though
But if you give me 15 minutes I'll call my folk, he'll be at the
Connecting four, marine on one side of the trunk
To go with them four batteries that powering the pumps
It's the juice and them cylinders make the chevy jump
You already know ain't tell ya bout it partner
Yo bitch talkin and you steady eavesdropping
2: Fiend]
Rolling can do something for you
No matter you be goin through
Execution
Ten grams of potassium
Streets I roam, Mama praying the Vatican
My life feels like trade in the ocean
Who's in
I'm dopes up moving drug
her get dough I'm getting fat again
What I do to get my warm, laugh again
Say love don't give me your mouth
Got to movie later on, be acting in
Life is free throws
Some things ya miss
Some ya make
Don't rush, don't
I call pape time machine
It can get ya faster but it can't wake a permanent sleep
I never my fresh
Smoke not cess
Why cry I'm
Aw lend me the out
The ones I call my ten dogs in a jail
Jets in the club on tour
Born in New Orleans all new bonjour
I'm building, international jones
Louie scarf, smoking one with the homies
full of vinyl
All are final
is your wrists first name, not Lionel
International
the spitta
Alchemist my
them ladies go figure