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 make a plane go
bitches say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame 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

Man you so lame, lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no bitch'll give her to you, nigga, no
She say "Not with a bank roll"
the king gettin' 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 like she stole somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a dick or somethin'?"
Or take it from behind while you eat a bitch or
I like my bitches up like my white cup
I like my pint up, drank poured up
Yup, and you you don't wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we smoke it, we don't sell 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, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

I'm a jet smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it you fuck it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby daddy face long, better change that
Make a drop some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred hundred
Jumped down her and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest,
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
High in the 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 roll the sack up

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

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

I'm the truth, it, loud 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 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, plane gas on lame ass