Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll 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, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame 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 even with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money when the closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave
Nope, I that pussy like she stole somethin'
Then tell ho get up and roll somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed
She on that molly, won't stop talkin' annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a dick or somethin'?"
Or take it behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I like my doubled up like my white cup
I like my sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my actin' ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll 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, gas on your lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy the Joker
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is exactly I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, hundred after hundred
Jumped her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
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 your main bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me gon' their 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 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 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 lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

Better kush if them wanna blow, of the blow
For the who be playin' with their nose, now you know
That the king all the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on ass with dollar bills
You don't it, ho? You ain't gotta chill then
Leave the laughin' match and go back to you live then
Nope, but you don't do that
How ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she that, see he brought two back
up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, steady askin' the food at
You don't me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true that
I beat that pussy, that, man I ain't gon' finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you ain't check it
You can smell it, this shit I'm smokin' up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud when the blow
Yup, I'm fresh up on the runway
Wheels up, weed like gunplay
On them sucka niggas with lame ass
You bustas train smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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
Them 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 your ass