Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

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

this, drink this
Straight to my
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, shots out the
Faded,
sponsor the killer, shit
Shake it, it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes locked on inner object
it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
Freak the freckles off your
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my link and spread your
your denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
in the car service
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, part
Prolly off a
And gas, not the
Popping the intro
You from the window
Play my tempo

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

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero mi huevos
Y molestes pero
Chuparse pendejo
El cabron, let's get it
Nights like this I'mma knight this
in my hand, I fight like this
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
Toupée 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 more of
I give her of this, I owe her this
In fact, I she miss the way I floored this, I'm forgis
I know my Houston partners drop a four on this, and
And it down (down)
Alright let me blow bitch I'm famous, I blame this, on you
in the mirror
Hang in my roof
the clearest
Watch it, your
Popping out, you the weirdest
Pop my top on the
Head no power steering, ah!

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

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

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