Luyện nghe bài hát Landing

Yuh, jets nigga now where haven't we been
Bitches, I gang that
How fly
The backseat is for
Homie, I'm
I'll hop in
And drive bitch on my own
Out the
Windows raised
Bumpin' or some sade'
Chuckin' the to my neighbors
Like houston players
Got the two caprice
and red, like a Sega Genesis
Password first
Or you get into this hangar
Access denied, you fly
You a lame
Tangled in a web of
travel, red eyes
Plan plots,
xl, now I'm after
The source and the
Only magazines yet to
In
Nigga worth it, he it
He perfect, but he workin'
On that album
the first one
Digital dollars, flights
Where the massages will be
By my down ass exotic italian goddess
The got it
That's why she's ridin' with the
Find spitta out in the same crowd
Where waldo was
Orange rectangle in my pockets
Niggas on a quest johnny and hodgy
(jet set, now where haven't we yet?)
The mix is officially done
is it, right here
I'm back better than
just weed
Rollers, and one and a half papers
Catch me and smokin' up
You got trees, light it
I heard is a weed friendly environment
Seen 'em at my
row, gettin' excited
They all and memorize my lines
Say I'm the
bitches who rep the gang
Hard as who do the same
And support the bullshit
only do the planes
In every city we smokin' like a
They I'm swingin' past
Now bitches gettin' gas, octaaane
Not a to compare 'em to
I can skydive, no
With a dope pair of shoes
Zig and hella tattoos
Put you in a
this is my movie
The weed make it critical
Sit with the in his interview