Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

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

this, drink this
Straight to my
Watch this, no
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 on your inner object
it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
Freak the freckles off face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my and spread your buns
your denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
in the car service
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, full
Prolly off a
And gas, not the
since the intro
You shopping from the
Play my favorite

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

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu coger mi huevos
Y papi molestes
Chuparse pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
like this I'mma knight like this
Sword in my hand, I like this
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
Toupée and her two tits 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 of this, I owe her this
In fact, I know she miss the way I floored this, I'm
I know my Houston drop a four on this, and focus
And it down (down)
Alright let me blow bitch I'm famous, I blame this, on you
Cash in the
Hang in my roof
Skyline the
it, your optics
Popping out, you look the
Pop my top on the
Head no power steering, ah!

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

Bummy famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, still robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out they a problem
be my fragrance, we love marijuana
Function on fire, the roof off this motherfucker
Psych ward is ballin', craze like no other
Weed steady blowing, pass the blunt to my
in the family, puff-puff keep a nigga fiendin' uh
Faded faded right
Shot glass super size, she gon' get dick tonight
Meet me at the W, and no its not the
Stick it up ya south side (Icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta an attitude
What niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the students loving Q
We gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna too

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop
Oh (oh) collard
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 the shit
This, that, pop this with the shit aye (oh)