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 make 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 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
I'm in here no bitch'll give her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not with a bank roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees
Yeah, her nigga call, she leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin'
Then that ho get up and roll somethin'
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you a nigga's 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 sealed up, drank up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't see my niggas actin' ratchet with the ratchet

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
Them 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

I'm a jet smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, it's a jet
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
daddy face lookin' long, better change that
Make a drop some change on your lame ass
Bob smoke, spendin' hundred 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 we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me gon' break neck too
Rich dick in her, I done the bitch life support
High in the same way that I was high in court
it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it back up
Wash the off while she roll the kush sack up

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

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