Luyện nghe bài hát Ventilation

(Jet life)

White in my star face house
No one to gon dis on my faced spouse
My IV the twisted reefer and that dough
To the front like a piece of carrying her own
financially she don't need me
She is in love with a real nigger continuously weedin
At my under closed location my grow space is reading up on V12 engines
and the greatest this season
and I grind for very reason
the toxic air I'm breathin a leave an average man weakened
watermarks still on the houses as i by
crack the soundproofs let a out it
trill
Next time I vacate I'm bringing all my cars on a with me
see the same we gonna make it an' show our folks how to make them millions
Grapplin' scaleing the building rap with no hooks I'm high hows you feelin'
Captin wild'n in the ceiling though no stealin that shit heard i know the feeling
these niggas a borrowin yo style like you wasn't to go do nuttin with it
That's why I only kick it with 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 I'll ride 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 that dog don't hunt don't come in the woods with it

(Jet life)