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

this, drink this
Straight to my
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
Gang rap,
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
Freak the off your face
Frenchy, freaking, tongue
my link and spread your buns
Loose 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
since the intro
You shopping from the
Play my tempo

Oh (oh)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) greens
Three low, make 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 this down the shit

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero mi huevos
Y papi molestes
Chuparse puto
El cabron, let's get it
Nights like this knight like this
Sword in my hand, I fight like
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
Toupée drop and her two pop
Out of tank top and bra
And I say "Doo doo doo doo!"
Bitch, be K. Dot
She some more of this
I give her of this, I owe her this
In fact, I know she the way I floored this, I'm forgis
I know my partners drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it (down)
Alright let me blow this bitch I'm famous, I this, on you
Cash in the
Hang in my roof
Skyline the
it, your optics
Popping out, you the weirdest
Pop my top on the
with no power steering, ah!

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

Bummy nigga famous, straight 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
Psych ward is ballin', dope craze like no
Weed steady blowing, pass the blunt to my
in the family, puff-puff keep 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 south side (Icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, gangsta with an attitude
What niggas make a year, I spend that on my daughter shoes
weed and drinking, all the college students loving Q
We turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too

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