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 say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on 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, 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 money when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her though
Yeah, her call, she don't leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, noisy
She on that molly, won't stop that annoy 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 like my doubled up like my white cup
I like my pint up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't it
What I blow'll make a go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on 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 fuel smoker, crazy the Joker
Suck it you fuck 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 on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, hundred after hundred
down her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest,
I bet you that your main 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
in the pussy same way that I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it up
Wash the dick off she roll the kush sack up

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't it
What I 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

kush if them bitches 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 their ass dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't gotta then
Leave the laughin' match and go back to you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do
How ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I a pound and she blew that, see he brought two back
Drunk up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do
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, that, man I ain't gon' finesse it
Man you know I'm smokin', shawty you ain't gotta check it
You can smell it, this shit I'm straight up out of D4
I talkin' but it's loud when the weed blow
Yup, I'm fresh up on the runway
Wheels up, weed loud like
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 smoke it, we don't it
What I blow'll 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 lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass