Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we 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 lame ass

Man you so lame, lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no give her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money when the bank's
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave
Nope, I beat that pussy like she stole
Then that ho get up and roll somethin'
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on that molly, won't stop talkin' that me
I'm like, "Why you suck a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or take it from behind while you eat a bitch or
I my bitches doubled up like 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' ratchet with the

I'm the truth, it, loud weed 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 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 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 game stash, bitch, off the side
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
a nigga drop some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred hundred
Jumped her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet
We don't pay for cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the life support
High in the pussy same way that I was in court
Flip it, 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 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, 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 your ass

Better if them bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with their nose, now you
That the king all the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' on their ass with dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You gotta chill then
Leave the laughin' match and go 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 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' where the at
You believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true that
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I ain't gon' it
Man you know what I'm smokin', you ain't gotta check it
You can smell it, shit I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud the weed blow
Yup, like I'm fresh up on the
up, weed loud like gunplay
On them sucka with their lame ass
You bustas blowin' smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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 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