Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't it
What I blow'll a plane go
bitches say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

Man you so lame, just at you, nigga
While I'm in no bitch'll give her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even with a roll"
'Cause the king money when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees
Yeah, her nigga call, she leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and somethin'
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or take it from behind while you eat a or somethin'
I my bitches doubled up like my white cup
I like my sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you you don't wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll a plane go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the
it 'fore you fuck it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my game stash, bitch, off the west
Baby daddy face lookin' long, better that
Make a nigga some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred after
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach, now she
Me and my henchmen, we be for the money, blowin' jet fuel
We don't pay for cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll boo
And every ho her when they see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the bitch life
in the pussy same way that I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, it back up
Wash the dick off while she the kush sack up

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a go
Them bitches say "You got some but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass

Better kush if them bitches wanna blow, of the
For the hoes who be playin' with nose, now you know
the king all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, bitches on their ass with dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't gotta then
Leave the laughin' match and go back to where you then
Nope, but you don't wanna do
How this ho on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a and she blew that, see he brought two back
Drunk up a of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, askin' where the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I gon' finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you ain't gotta it
You can smell it, this shit I'm straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud the weed blow
Yup, I'm fresh up on the runway
up, weed loud like gunplay
On sucka niggas with their lame ass
You bustas blowin' train smoke, we plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll make a go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass