Luyện nghe bài hát Ventilation

(Jet life)

White carpet in my face house
No one to gon dis on my faced spouse
My IV the twisted reefer and delivering dough
To the front door like a piece of her own
financially she don't need me
She is just in love with a real nigger weedin
At my closed location my grow space is reading up on vintage V12 engines
and the greatest this season
and I grind for that very
the air that I'm breathin a leave an average man weakened
watermarks still on the houses as i by
the soundproofs let a cloud out it
trill
Next time I vacate I'm bringing all my cars on a plane me
Lor' see the same we gonna it an' show our folks how to make them millions
Grapplin' hooks scaleing the building rap with no I'm high hows you feelin'
Captin hook wild'n in the ceiling no stealin that shit heard i know the feeling
these niggas a borrowin yo style like you about to go do nuttin with it
That's why I only kick it with real like Dom Kennedy
and people I ain't got to cuz they was probly here gettin high wit me
If you don't know where to put it at than I'll wit it
There I try to lose you in the for some weed in my city
In the aint no love or no pity
Looking for charity that dog don't hunt don't in the woods with it

(Jet life)