Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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 lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

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

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

I'm a jet smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby daddy face lookin' long, change 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 with her when they see me gon' their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the bitch life
High in the pussy same way that I was in court
it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it back up
Wash the dick off while she roll the kush up

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 your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

Better kush if them bitches blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with nose, now you know
That the king all 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 this ho blowin' on me, her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she blew that, see he two back
Drunk up a pint of lean, sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, steady askin' the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can that
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I ain't gon' it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you gotta check it
You can it, this shit I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud when the blow
Yup, like I'm up on the runway
up, weed loud like gunplay
On sucka niggas with their lame ass
You bustas train smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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