Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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
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, just lookin' at you,
While I'm in here no bitch'll her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not with a bank roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money when the closed
Yeah, she in her on her knees though
Yeah, her call, she don't leave though
Nope, I that pussy like she stole somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and somethin'
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on molly, won't stop talkin' 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 my white 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 actin' with the ratchet

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, gas on your lame ass
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

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the
Suck it you fuck it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, it's a jet
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby daddy lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop change on your lame ass
Bob smoke, spendin' hundred after hundred
Jumped down her and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest,
I bet you that main bitch'll bless boo
And ho with her when they see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that I was in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it up
Wash the off while she roll the kush sack up

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 say "You got some money 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, plane gas on lame ass

Better kush if bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with nose, now you know
That the all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on ass with dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't chill then
Leave the laughin' 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 a pound 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 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 smell it, this shit I'm straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but loud when the weed blow
Yup, like I'm up on the runway
Wheels up, weed like gunplay
On them niggas with their lame ass
You bustas blowin' train smoke, we blowin' gas

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we smoke it, we don't sell it
What I make a plane go
Them 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 your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass