Luyện nghe bài hát Ventilation

(Jet life)

White in my star face house
No one to gon dis on my scar spouse
My IV the twisted reefer and delivering dough
To the front like a piece of carrying her own
Always she don't need me
She is just in love with a real nigger continuously
At my under closed location my grow space is reading up on V12 engines
and the greatest strains this
and I grind for that reason
the air that I'm breathin a leave an average man weakened
watermarks still on the as i drive by
crack the soundproofs let a out it
shit
Next time I vacate I'm all my cars on a plane with me
see the same we gonna make it an' show our folks how to make them millions
Grapplin' hooks scaleing the building rap no hooks I'm high hows you feelin'
Captin hook wild'n in the ceiling though no stealin that shit heard i the feeling
these niggas a borrowin yo style you wasn't about to go do nuttin with it
That's why I only kick it real niggas like Dom Kennedy
and people I ain't got to name cuz they was probly 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 system for weed in my city
In the heart no love or no pity
Looking for charity that dog don't hunt come in the woods with it

(Jet life)