Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

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

this, drink this
Straight to my
this, no tick
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 on your inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, gimme
the freckles off your face
Frenchy, freaking, tongue
Click my link and spread buns
your denim, make it numb
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
since the intro
You shopping the window
Play my tempo

Oh (oh)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
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) with the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit

up, biatch!
This your song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero mi huevos
Y papi pero
Chuparse pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
like this I'mma knight like this
Sword in my hand, I like this
I am more 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 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 blow bitch I'm famous, I blame this, on you
Cash in the
in my penthouse roof
Skyline the
it, your optics
Popping out, you the weirdest
Pop my top on the
Head with no steering, ah!

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

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

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