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, 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

Smoke this, drink
Straight to my
this, no tick
Yeah, I'm the
Gang rap,
Smoke, shots out the
Faded,
sponsor the killer, shit
Shake it, it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes locked on inner object
it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, how not I remember fiending,
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Freak the freckles off your
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my link and your buns
your denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
Fucking in the car
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, full
off a Norco
And gas, not the
Popping since the
You from the window
Play my favorite

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

up, biatch!
This your favorite
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu coger mi huevos
Y papi molestes
puto pendejo
El cabron, let's get it
Nights like this I'mma knight this
in my hand, I fight like this
I am more 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 floored this, I'm
I know my Houston partners drop a on this, and focus
And it down (down)
let me blow this bitch I'm famous, I blame this, on you
Cash in the
Hang in my penthouse
Skyline the
Watch it, your
Popping out, you 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
King shit, smoke this, get with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit

Bummy nigga famous, straight the bottom
Broke niggas it, still never robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out they a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we marijuana
Function on fire, burn the off this motherfucker
Psych ward is ballin', craze like no other
steady blowing, pass the blunt to my Mama
Runs in the family, puff-puff keep a fiendin' uh
Faded faded faded
Shot glass super size, she gon' get dick tonight
me at the W, and no its not the westside
Stick it up ya south side (Icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta an attitude
What these niggas make a year, I that on my daughter shoes
Smoking and drinking, all the college students loving Q
We gon' turn it out until the neighbors wanna too

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