Luyện nghe bài hát Lemon Kush

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

?, ?, Run your right back
just 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 roll no weed, my 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 to me sayin she ain't heard of me,
Groupy who you foolin you you be youtube searchin me,
I'm startin to believe these is passin by us purposely
that we off on sofa seats and we palm drinks,
Iz you trippin ain't no niggah sippin 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 scraper the beats 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 it cuz I always stay g'd up,
If I said it then you you could believe me brah
We keep it way to smokin have no seats up

Bitches flirtin sex appeal cuz we got that corvette
Did it independent for the record, fuck a deal.
Did it for my on the sets 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 before a rerun of family matters
I'm laughin at my partner, lost in that madden,
my homie beat him, he 13 yrs old stackin,
I'm watchin action in the palace smokin cabbage,
relaxin mixin hashes till I feel like I know magic,
I'm travelin an seein the mad jets, cashin the 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 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.