Luyện nghe bài hát JLC

Through text we plot the takeover
Can't talk out loud 'round chauffeurs
Way on the outskirts we have meetings
Lookin' over our shoulders, mother fuckin' lip readers just wanna know what I ya
I rolled ya
Wake up and the Folgers, crystals on my doja
The bitches on your posters comin' over
that jet livin', dosin' off on suede sofas
Wakin' up to mimosas, joy rides and rollsters
My side, east life keep trees rollin'
Hundred dollar foldin'
Fools countin' on me to up
I'm up that money as it's pourin' in
Jets nigga, you know them
to me for you would be a win
Jets nigga, you it's them
Losin' to me for you would be a win I had to say that
Jet life
Jet life
Mother fuckers better meet my list
Jet life
Jet life
First order of business is the fam rich
back chillin', posted
Livin' like a villain,
Rap hustlin',
Our you not allowed to go in
The beats bitch niggas is scared of, I in, on
So Kong go ahead with that Felicia ass cred
What he smokin' on, personal, mine, it won't work for you
Your whole click in trouble, need a focus
Learn you on how to earn but you
you want me to do
Fall like the top, all that
And the half a pimpin' I'm high