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) down with the
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this with the shit

this, drink this
Straight to my
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
Gang rap,
Smoke, shots out the
Faded,
Might sponsor the killer,
it, break it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes on your inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Freak the off your face
Frenchy, freaking, tongue
Click my link and spread your
Loose your denim, make it
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
Fucking in the car
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, part
Prolly off a
And gas, not the
Popping since the
You shopping the window
my favorite tempo

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

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero coger mi
Y papi pero
puto pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights like this knight like this
Sword in my hand, I fight like
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
drop and her two tits pop
Out of that top and bra
And I say "Doo doo doo doo!"
Bitch, be K. Dot
She some more 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 drop a four on this, and
And slow it (down)
Alright let me this 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)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
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) down with the
This, that, pop this with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, straight from the
Broke hate it, still never robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out they a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we love
Function on fire, the roof off this motherfucker
Psych is ballin', dope craze like no other
Weed steady blowing, the blunt to my Mama
Runs in the family, keep a nigga fiendin' uh
Faded faded right
Shot glass size, she gon' get some dick tonight
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 make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking and drinking, all the college students loving Q
We gon' turn it out 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 the shit
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit aye (oh)