Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
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, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass

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

I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it
What I make 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, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy 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 game stash, bitch, off the side
Baby daddy face long, better change that
Make a nigga drop change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred hundred
down her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money, blowin' jet
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bitch'll boo
And every ho with her when they see me gon' break their too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the life support
High in the pussy same way I was high in court
it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it back up
Wash the dick off she roll the kush sack up

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

Better kush if them wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with nose, now you know
That the king all 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 back to you live then
Nope, but you don't do that
How this ho blowin' on me, her trumpet or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she blew that, see he brought two
Drunk up a of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, askin' where the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my Jeezy, he can true that
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I gon' finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you gotta check it
You can smell it, this I'm smokin' straight 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, loud like gunplay
On them niggas with their lame ass
You bustas blowin' smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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 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, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass