Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Kush

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

?, ?, Run your nigga back
Bitches just fell thru with the ?
No cigars in my session, my don't allow that,
Yea

Wake up in the morning wash my face and then I my teeth
Ain't gotta roll no weed, my shorty roll em while I'm 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 sayin she ain't of me,
Groupy who you foolin you know you be searchin me,
I'm startin to these freaks is passin by us purposely
Hoping that we off on sofa and we palm drinks,
Iz you trippin ain't no 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 it do we tryna cop a beat,

You where we at if you need um,
Somewhere in the scraper with the up
pretty 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 then you know you could me brah
We keep it way to smokin aint no seats up

flirtin sex appeal cuz we got that corvette appeal
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 hood and they sayin shit
Wild niggah still clappin, eatahs still rattin,
I seen it all like a rerun of family matters
I'm at my partner, lost 5000 in that madden,
my homie beat him, he 13 yrs old stackin,
I'm action jackson in the palace smokin cabbage,
just relaxin mixin hashes till I 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 made it the stress: stamina, long wind
Who you you fuckin with the Jets, come on man
clean your lenses, fool you lookin at the wrong man
Stong weed, old cars new bitches in the seats

Yea
Jets, fool.