Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Kush

Weed my shorty roll em I'm still...
Yea

?, ?, Run nigga right back
Bitches fell thru with the ? pack
No in my session, my crew don't allow that,
Yea

Wake up in the morning wash my face and then I brush my
gotta roll no weed, my shorty roll em while I'm still asleep
I'm caught up in that thang, jane got a hold of me,
I'd hancuff myself to a purple tree,
Snooty Trudy lyin to me she ain't heard of me,
Groupy who you foolin you know you be youtube me,
I'm startin to these freaks is passin by us purposely
Hoping that we off on sofa and we palm drinks,
Iz you ain't no niggah sippin nowhere close to me,
Keep it Jets up over bitches, how its pose to be,
Fire red with the ice so cold feet,
Shot out to bangaladesh that's what it do we cop a beat,

You know we at if you need um,
in the scraper with the beats up
Something wit me rollin weed up
She dog you cuz you treat her you need her
Make you see my shoes I kick my feet up
I made it cuz I always g'd up,
If I said it then you know you could believe me
We keep it way to aint have no seats up

Bitches flirtin sex appeal cuz we got that corvette
Did it for the record, fuck a record deal.
Did it for my niggahs on the sets at it
I um wats good in the hood and they sayin shit happen
Wild niggah still clappin, cheese eatahs rattin,
I seen it all before a rerun of family matters
I'm laughin at my partner, lost 5000 in madden,
my homie beat him, he 13 yrs old stackin,
I'm watchin action jackson in the smokin cabbage,
just relaxin mixin till I feel like I know magic,
I'm travelin an the mad jets, cashin the mint checks,
We got now you got next, and I know you mad
How I it thru the stress: stamina, long wind
Who you you fuckin with the Jets, come on man
Better clean lenses, fool you lookin at the wrong man
Stong scented weed, old cars new in the seats

Yea
Jets, fool.