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, 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

Smoke this, 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 on your inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, pinky how not I fiending,
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Freak the freckles off face
Frenchy, freaking, tongue
Click my link and your buns
Loose 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
since the intro
You from the window
my favorite tempo

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

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero mi huevos
Y papi molestes
puto pendejo
El cabron, let's get it
Nights like I'mma knight like this
in my hand, I fight like this
I am more 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 some more of this
I give her more of this, I owe her
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 this I'm famous, I blame this, on you
in the mirror
Hang in my penthouse
the clearest
Watch it, your
out, you look the weirdest
Pop my top on the
Head no power steering, ah!

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

Bummy nigga famous, straight from the
Broke niggas hate it, still robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out they have a
Kush be my fragrance, we love
Function on fire, burn the off this motherfucker
Psych is ballin', dope craze like no other
Weed steady blowing, pass the to my Mama
Runs in the family, puff-puff 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, gangsta with an attitude
What these niggas a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the college loving Q
We turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too

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