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
Them bitches say "You got some but you lame"
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
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"
'Cause the king gettin' when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her on her knees though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't though
Nope, I that pussy like she stole somethin'
tell that ho get up and roll somethin'
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on that molly, won't stop talkin' that me
I'm like, "Why don't you a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or take it behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I like my bitches up like my white cup
I my pint sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you don't wanna it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet the ratchet

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some 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, gas on your lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy 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 game stash, bitch, off the west
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' after hundred
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach, now she
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll boo
And every ho with her when see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the bitch life
High in the pussy same way that I was high in
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, it back up
Wash the dick off she roll the kush sack up

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

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

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