Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
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, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame 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' when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her on her knees though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave
Nope, I beat that pussy like she stole
tell that ho get up and roll somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed
She on that molly, stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a dick or somethin'?"
Or take it behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I like my bitches doubled up like my cup
I my pint sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you don't catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, it, loud 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, 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 smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is exactly I told her
Ten bottles, two models, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my game stash, bitch, off the side
daddy face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred after
down her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet
We don't pay for cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you your main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me gon' break their too
Rich in her, I done gave the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that I was high in
Flip it, it, rub it down, finish, give 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 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, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your 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
That the all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on their ass with dollar
You like it, ho? You ain't gotta chill then
Leave the laughin' match and go back to you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do
How this ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her at?
I brought a and she blew that, see he brought two back
Drunk up a pint of lean, sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all molly, steady askin' where the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true
I beat that pussy, that, man I ain't gon' finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', you ain't 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 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 just it, we don't sell it
What I make 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 lame ass