Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Kush

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

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

Wake up in the morning wash my face and I brush my teeth
Ain't gotta no weed, my shorty roll em while I'm still asleep
I'm caught up in thang, mary jane got a hold of me,
environmentalist I'd hancuff myself to a 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 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,
Fire red thighs with the ice so feet,
out to bangaladesh that's what it do we tryna 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 like you her
Make sure you see my I kick my feet up
I it cuz I always stay g'd up,
If I said it then you you could believe me brah
We it way to smokin aint have no seats up

Bitches flirtin sex cuz we got that corvette appeal
Did it independent for the record, a record deal.
Did it for my niggahs on the sets at it
I asked um wats good in the hood and they sayin happen
Wild niggah clappin, cheese eatahs still rattin,
I seen it all before a rerun of family matters
I'm at my partner, lost 5000 in that madden,
my younger homie him, he 13 yrs old stackin,
I'm action jackson in the palace smokin cabbage,
relaxin mixin hashes till I feel like I know magic,
I'm travelin an seein the mad jets, 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 think you fuckin with the Jets, on man
Better clean your lenses, fool you at the wrong man
Stong scented weed, old new bitches in the seats

Yea
Jets, fool.