Luyện nghe bài hát #JETSGO

(Background Ad-Libs)

Yea. yea..yea
Aint nothing... to the next
aint nothing changed
Roll up mama
We up
sure of it ..

(First verse)

Uhhh..
Never it stop
Crate motors with Digit Blocks
You wanna race I'll you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, the mothafuckin' locks
Nigga you my Steez'
Spitta Andretti, Pedal foot heavy you I speed
the busing, Keano Reeves
Twistin them Fern-gully trees, breathe
man smokin good, I'm smoking great
T-H-C, Tony the Tiger certified these
Murcielago green, just that Ferrari
But I still got them dreams
Confetti fall from the to the floor
The JETS through the door issue them awards
Your Hot-For-Me-Type, tissue to their draws
You mad Upset, Me and girl just up on the set
Playin Black Ops, let her drive my Chevy-Box to the store
Rockin Adidas flip-flops, and some
socks, now watch them speed bumps
Love don't my rims up
Maybe well stick with you, put you on the Team
But Jet never tell a Jet business
Thats how we do it big enough, for us to in it
other fools playing wit it, Blind Rhyming saying they did it
Shame on them niggas, you come the set,
But never bring them

(Chorus)

Yea though, the Vet flow, smoke,
dough, adhering the Jet Code
And the Trill know the Jet Code, We Jets
Snatch your bitches, bring em everywhere you go

(Bridge)
Yea Doe pound sign
Nigga, Yea Doe sign #JetsGO
Bitch, Yea Doe pound sign
Collecting dough, the Jet Code

(Second Verse)

Now I wanna fuck mad bitches, for all the days I never
On second thought, I had em though
But now they look better, and quicker to be down for
Like me, her and her home-girl
the weather, by the chop of the Cessna Propellers
We landed on the water, the that I taught her
Got her showing me the Louie that Duck niggas bought her
Its a game to us, we just hang and
While she swipe your credit cards on Pot Jars
I'm laid up, calling the front desk, them to send the maid up
While we the terrace and blaze up
detailed lyrics is far to intricate to be made up
Not pimping, what you her
Was an inch, she took her foot and kicked you in the ass it
The Famous story of Mike Tyson and Givens
The Biggest niggas get beat Senseless by women
Look at Sam Raw-stein, he gave his whole world to
these bosses be slippin, I catch that
Try to be more wit it, Calculated king of the city
Walkin wit it, I admire his Empire, as did as Biggie
Machine Gun Fonk, out of the
Bubble Kush & Hindu Skunk previously
You know the game CHUMP chick chose
Better next time Captain Save her
Jets, Drugs, and
Sex, Cars and Vacations......

...Yea