Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we smoke 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, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

Man you so lame, lookin' 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 when the bank's
Yeah, she in her on her knees though
Yeah, her nigga call, she leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and roll
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, noisy
She on that molly, won't stop 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 doubled up like my cup
I like my pint up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell 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, 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, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
daddy face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on lame ass
Bob smoke, spendin' hundred after hundred
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 pussy cause we fuck more than we rest,
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 gave the life support
in the pussy 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 kush up

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

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

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