Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

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

Smoke this, this
to my liver
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, out the liver
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, swapping
Click my link and spread your
Loose your denim, 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 shopping from the
Play my tempo

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching 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 this down the shit

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero mi huevos
Y papi pero
Chuparse pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights like this I'mma knight this
Sword in my hand, I like this
I am more a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
Toupée 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 it down (down)
Alright let me blow this I'm famous, I blame this, on you
in the mirror
Hang in my roof
the clearest
Watch it, 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) 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 the shit
This, that, pop this with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, still never 'em
Guns in the basement, out have a problem
be my fragrance, we love marijuana
Function on fire, the roof off this 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 nigga uh
faded faded right
Shot glass super size, she gon' get some tonight
Meet me at the W, and no its not the
Stick it up ya south (Icky 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 students loving Q
We gon' 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
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this down the shit aye (oh)