Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down the shit
King shit, smoke this, get down the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this down with the

Smoke this, this
to my liver
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, out the liver
Faded,
Might the killer, shit
it, break it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes locked on inner object
Rock it, blast-blast, new
Lovely, pinky how not I fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
Freak the freckles off face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
my link and spread your buns
Loose denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
in the car service
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, part
Prolly off a
And gas, not the
since the intro
You shopping the window
Play my favorite

Oh (oh)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop
Oh (oh) with the shit
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit

up, biatch!
This your favorite
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero mi huevos
Y papi molestes
puto pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights like this I'mma like this
Sword in my hand, I fight this
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
Toupée drop and her two pop
Out of tank top and bra
And I say "Doo doo doo doo!"
Bitch, be K. Dot
She some more of this
I her more of this, I owe her this
In fact, I she miss the way I floored this, I'm forgis
I know my Houston partners drop a on this, and focus
And slow it (down)
Alright let me blow this bitch I'm famous, I this, on you
Cash in the
Hang in my roof
Skyline the
Watch it, optics
Popping out, you look the
Pop my top on the
Head no power steering, ah!

Oh (oh)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
Three low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down with the
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) with the shit
This, that, pop this down with the

nigga famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, still robbed 'em
Guns in the basement, out they a problem
be my fragrance, we love marijuana
Function on fire, burn the off this motherfucker
Psych ward is ballin', dope like no other
Weed blowing, pass the blunt to my Mama
Runs in the family, puff-puff a nigga fiendin' uh
Faded faded right
Shot super size, she gon' get some dick tonight
me at the W, and no its not the westside
Stick it up ya south side (Icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an
What these niggas make a year, I that on my daughter shoes
weed and drinking, all the college students loving Q
We gon' it out until the neighbors wanna party too

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop
Oh (oh) collard
Three degrees low, it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down with the
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this down the shit aye (oh)