Luyện nghe bài hát Landing

Yuh, jets nigga now where haven't we been
Bitches, I taylor that
How fly
The is for newborns
Homie, I'm
hop in front
And drive this on my own
Out the
Windows half
Bumpin' ma$e or some
Chuckin' the to my neighbors
Like houston players
Got the two caprice
Black and red, a Sega Genesis
Password pimpin'
Or you get into this hangar
Access denied, you fly
You a spiderman
Tangled in a web of
travel, red eyes
Plan plots,
Doube xl, now I'm
The source and the
magazines yet to recognize
In
Nigga it, he deserve it
He ain't perfect, but he
On that second
Dropped the one
Digital dollars, flights
the massages will be provided
By my down ass exotic dancing italian
The got it
why she's ridin' with the pilot
Find spitta smoked out in the same
Where waldo was
rectangle boxes in my pockets
Niggas on a quest johnny and hodgy
(jet set, now haven't we been yet?)
The mix is officially done
This is it, right
I'm back better than
weed crushers
Rollers, and one and a wide papers
me and spitta smokin' up
You got trees, nigga? it
I heard is a weed friendly environment
Seen 'em at my
Front row, excited
all smoke and memorize my lines
Say I'm the
Know bitches who rep the
Hard as niggas who do the
And support the bullshit
only do the planes
In every we smokin' like a train
heard I'm swingin' past
Now them gettin' gas, octaaane
Not a name to 'em to
I can skydive, no
just a dope pair of shoes
Zig and hella tattoos
Put you in a
this is my movie
The bomb make it critical
Sit with the in his interview