Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll a plane go
bitches say "You got some 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

Man you so lame, just lookin' at you,
While I'm in here no bitch'll 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 though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she stole
tell that ho get up and roll somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why you suck a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or it from behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I like my doubled up like my white cup
I like my sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' with the ratchet

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

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is exactly what I her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, a jet ride
Go and get my game stash, bitch, off the west
Baby daddy lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop 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 gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll boo
And every ho with her they see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I gave the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that I was high in
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, it back up
Wash the off while she roll the kush sack up

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

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

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we smoke 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 your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass