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

Smoke this, drink
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 locked on your object
it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
Freak the freckles off face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my link and your buns
Loose denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
Fucking in the car
me for the car pool
Chromosome, part
Prolly off a
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 low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) with the shit
King shit, smoke this, get down 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 molestes pero
puto pendejo
El cabron, let's 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 want more of this
I give her more of this, I owe her
In fact, I know she miss the way I this, I'm forgis
I my Houston partners drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it (down)
Alright let me this 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
with no power steering, ah!

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 down the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop this with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, straight from the
Broke niggas hate it, never robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we love
Function on fire, burn the roof off motherfucker
Psych ward is ballin', 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 side (Icky icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, gangsta with an attitude
these niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the college loving Q
We gon' it out until the neighbors wanna party too

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop
Oh (oh) greens
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 aye (oh)