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, it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down with the
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this down the shit

Smoke this, this
to my liver
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, shots out the
Faded,
Might the killer, shit
Shake it, it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes locked on your object
it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
the freckles off your 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
Popping since the
You shopping the window
my favorite tempo

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

up, biatch!
This your favorite
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero coger mi
Y papi molestes
puto pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights like I'mma knight like this
in my hand, I fight like 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 some more of this
I her more of this, I owe her this
In fact, I know she miss the way I floored this, I'm
I my Houston partners drop a four on this, and focus
And it down (down)
Alright let me blow this bitch I'm famous, I this, on you
in the mirror
Hang in my penthouse
Skyline the
Watch it, your
Popping out, you the weirdest
Pop my top on the
Head with no steering, ah!

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three low, make it hot for me, drop 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 the shit

nigga famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, still never 'em
in the basement, out they have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we love
Function on fire, burn the roof off this
Psych ward is ballin', dope craze 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 super size, she gon' get some dick
me at the W, and no its not the westside
Stick it up ya side (Icky icky icky ooh)
futuristic, groovy gangsta with 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)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) greens
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, that
Oh (oh) down with the
King shit, smoke this, get down the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this down the shit aye (oh)