Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) greens
degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
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

Smoke this, 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 locked on your inner
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, pinky how not I fiending,
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Freak the freckles off 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, full
off a Norco
And gas, not the
since the intro
You shopping the window
Play my favorite

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down the shit
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 molestes pero
Chuparse pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights like this I'mma knight like
Sword in my hand, I fight this
I am than 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 more of
I give her of this, I owe her this
In fact, I know she miss the way I this, I'm forgis
I know my Houston partners drop a four on this, and
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
with no power steering, ah!

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

Bummy famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, never robbed 'em
in the basement, out they have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we love
Function on fire, burn the roof off motherfucker
ward is ballin', dope craze like no other
Weed blowing, pass the blunt to my Mama
Runs in the family, puff-puff keep a fiendin' uh
Faded faded right
Shot super 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)
futuristic, groovy gangsta with an attitude
What these niggas make a year, I spend that on my 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 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 with the
This, that, pop down with the shit aye (oh)