Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Kush

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

?, ?, Run nigga right back
just fell thru with the ? pack
No cigars in my session, my crew allow that,
Yea

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

You know where we at if you um,
Somewhere in the with the beats up
Something wit me rollin weed up
She dog you cuz you treat her like you her
Make sure you see my shoes I kick my up
I made it cuz I always g'd up,
If I said it you know you could believe me brah
We keep it way to smokin aint have no 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 still at it
I asked um wats good in the and they sayin shit happen
Wild niggah clappin, cheese eatahs still rattin,
I it all before like a rerun of family matters
I'm laughin at my partner, lost in that madden,
my younger homie him, he 13 yrs old stackin,
I'm watchin jackson in the palace smokin cabbage,
just relaxin mixin hashes till I feel like I magic,
I'm travelin an seein the mad jets, the mint checks,
We got now you got next, and I you mad stressed
How I made it thru the stress: stamina, wind
Who you think you fuckin the Jets, come on man
Better clean your lenses, you lookin at the wrong man
Stong weed, old cars new bitches in the seats

Yea
Jets, fool.