Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll a plane go
Them bitches say "You got money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

Man you so lame, lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no give her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money when the closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees
Yeah, her nigga call, she leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and roll
We up, blowin' gas, weed noisy
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a nigga's or somethin'?"
Or it from behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I like my bitches doubled up like my cup
I my pint sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you you don't wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I make a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby daddy face lookin' long, better that
Make a nigga drop some change on your ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred after
Jumped down her and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck more than we rest,
I bet you that main bitch'll bless boo
And ho with her when they see me gon' break their neck too
Rich in her, I done gave the bitch life support
in the pussy same way that I was high in court
Flip it, it, rub it down, finish, give it back up
Wash the dick off while she roll the sack up

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll a plane go
Them bitches say "You got some but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

Better if them bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' their nose, now you know
the king all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, bitches on their ass with dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't chill then
Leave the laughin' match and go to where you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do
How this ho on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I a pound and she blew that, see he brought two back
Drunk up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do
She dippin' all that molly, steady askin' where the at
You don't me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true that
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I ain't finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you gotta check it
You can smell it, this shit I'm smokin' up out of D4
I ain't but it's loud when the weed blow
Yup, I'm fresh up on the runway
Wheels up, weed loud gunplay
On them sucka niggas with lame ass
You bustas train smoke, we blowin' plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't it
What I blow'll make a go
Them say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass