Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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

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

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

I'm a jet smoker, crazy like the Joker
it 'fore you fuck it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
daddy face lookin' long, better change that
Make a drop some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred hundred
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 we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me gon' break neck too
Rich dick in her, I done the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, it back up
Wash the dick off while she roll the kush up

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't it
What I make a plane go
bitches say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your 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 kush if bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be with their nose, now you know
the king all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on their ass dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't chill then
Leave the laughin' and go back to where you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do
How this ho blowin' on me, where her or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she blew that, see he two back
Drunk up a of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She all that molly, steady askin' where the food at
You don't me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true that
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I gon' finesse it
Man you know I'm smokin', shawty you ain't gotta check it
You can smell it, shit I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I ain't but it's loud when the weed blow
Yup, like I'm up on the runway
Wheels up, weed loud like
On them sucka niggas with lame ass
You bustas train smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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