Luyện nghe bài hát Jets At Ya Neck

Jet life jet jet life jet life.

G'r then youv'e ever and everywhere you never went,
a veteran
my keep it very trill say they swagga jackin daddy
i say it baby girl we gone let him live
to much money not time to get it and want power before they drop the ball
brand new socks and long jon draws i it all
my young told yall its getting cold out here dog
up motha fuck being around the up
4 niggas deep the one is us
text and tell him his number up
you services are no needed
rocka bye word to kesha
day jets and monsta beats kill niggas on tape
many a track has met his fate at the of spitta andretti
them is half way shook and all the way not ready.

And im gon on driving and smoking
long as baby keep rolling them nice ones up and passing em to me
i it how my triple o showed me
smile when i ride by proud of a grown me
the was lonely
got to the top and i stood there on my own
2
trill niggas form the best crew now its jets at ya motha neck foo.

Sharvees on my
cacky lrg jets trees sticky
just riding around the city smoking O's like
mind on a
eyes on a cause these haters out to get me
fuck em, i just duck em the bitch that was just with me
simply im on a level these lames cant gain no entry

i stay high i fly on empty
fill my lungs up with blueberry sour and
life of a jet bad bitches and good
fast cars and glass of sour d
uhh tms d the sv
hover over land lovers a g3
jets from the net to the tv
we came up quick and made this shit easy
yeah, now go in cop my cd
put em in they deck and ride around with on repeat.

Young
and its over everything
i put on everything
we doing are thing anyway
slash anywhere
first let me twist this up ima tell my driver me there
secondly and back to back in and out i prepared
flashback dejavu coulda swore i saw this shit here
marley told me kill this just dont forget your niggas here
bet i wont i done see blood so many tears
bet i
thats a fact point period
break her off bust her up them legs up in the air
slow it down and speed it up she me keep on drilling it
your right i keep it real
something im with
money coming money
man i keep on it
my jet set
but really tho whats good
she know im shit
she me dog she dig my style gangsta and gentelmen
im good my jet insureance keep me with benefits.

Chours.

wizzy money
hoes and cloths
blowing on that fruity pebble that will have your throat chockin
we tripin in this section full of cloud 9
is a crush im up in my zone
you already know see my
its all up in my
i up with designs that will attack a nigga mental
now keeping off my rhyme
it aint nothing less i dont waste time
steaddy zippin in the city money im fly
if you up in the air you will not see me im so high
bitch im when i glide its like a nerf up in the sky
twisting turning ya holdin pussy for my land acrobat
blink a eye and a act
stacking stacks up in the leather