Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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

Man you so lame, just lookin' at you,
I'm in here no bitch'll give her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even a bank roll"
'Cause the 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, gas, weed noisy
She on that molly, 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 doubled up like my cup
I like my pint sealed up, poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it
I blow'll 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, 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 fuck it is exactly I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, it's a jet
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
Make a drop some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, hundred after hundred
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach, now she
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet
We pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
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 pussy same way I was high in court
it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it back up
Wash the dick off she roll the kush 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 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

Better kush if them bitches blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' their nose, now you know
That the king all about the dollar bills, mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on their ass dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't gotta chill
Leave the laughin' and go back to where you live then
Nope, but you wanna do that
How this ho on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she blew that, see he brought two
up a pint 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 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 gotta check it
You can smell it, shit I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I talkin' but it's loud when the weed blow
Yup, like I'm fresh up on the
Wheels up, loud like gunplay
On them sucka niggas with lame ass
You bustas blowin' train smoke, we plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, 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 your ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass