Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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

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

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it
What I blow'll make a 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 lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy the Joker
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, it's a jet
Go and get my game stash, bitch, off the west
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred after
Jumped her throat 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 your bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her they see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I gave the bitch life support
in the pussy same way that I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, 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 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, plane gas on your ass

Better kush if them bitches blow, of the blow
For the who be playin' with their nose, now you know
That the all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, bitches on their ass with dollar bills
You like it, ho? You ain't gotta chill then
Leave the match and go back to where you live then
Nope, but you wanna do that
How this ho blowin' on me, where her or her flute at?
I a pound and she blew that, see he brought two back
up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, steady where the food 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 I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's when the weed blow
Yup, like I'm up on the runway
Wheels up, weed loud like
On them sucka niggas their lame ass
You bustas blowin' smoke, we blowin' plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't 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 lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass