Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

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

Smoke this, drink
Straight to my
this, no tick
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, shots out the
Faded,
Might sponsor the killer,
Shake it, it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes on your inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, pinky how not I fiending,
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Freak the off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my link and your buns
Loose denim, make it numb
it baby, no Saddam
Icky, icky, uh
in the car service
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, part
off a Norco
And gas, not the
Popping since the
You shopping from the
Play my tempo

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

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

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) greens
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) down with the
This, that, pop this with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, never robbed 'em
in the basement, out they have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we marijuana
on fire, burn the roof off this 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
glass super size, she gon' get some dick tonight
Meet me at the W, and no its not the
Stick it up ya side (Icky icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an
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)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three degrees low, it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) with the shit
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) with the shit
This, that, pop this down the shit aye (oh)