Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop
Oh (oh) down the shit
King shit, smoke this, get with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop down with the shit

Smoke this, drink
Straight to my
this, no tick
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, out the liver
Faded,
sponsor the killer, shit
Shake it, it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes locked on inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
Freak the off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my link and your buns
your denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
Fucking in the car
me for the car pool
Chromosome, part
off a Norco
And gas, not the
Popping since the
You from the window
my favorite tempo

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down the shit
King shit, smoke this, get down the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero coger mi
Y papi pero
Chuparse puto
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights this I'mma knight like this
in my hand, I fight like this
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
drop and her two tits pop
Out of tank top and bra
And I say "Doo doo doo doo!"
Bitch, be K. Dot
She want some of this
I her more of this, I owe her this
In fact, I know she the way I floored this, I'm forgis
I know my partners drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it (down)
Alright let me this bitch I'm famous, I blame this, on you
in the mirror
Hang in my roof
Skyline the
Watch it, optics
Popping out, you look the
Pop my top on the
with no power steering, ah!

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop
Oh (oh) collard
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop
Oh (oh) with the shit
King shit, smoke this, get with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) with the shit
This, that, pop this down the shit

Bummy famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas it, still never robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we marijuana
on fire, burn the roof off this motherfucker
Psych ward is ballin', craze like no other
Weed steady blowing, the blunt to my Mama
in the family, puff-puff keep a nigga fiendin' uh
Faded faded faded
Shot glass super size, she gon' get some dick
me at the W, and no its not the westside
Stick it up ya south side (Icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, groovy with an attitude
What these niggas a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the students loving Q
We gon' it out until the neighbors wanna party too

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop
Oh (oh) down with the
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit aye (oh)