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
What I make a plane 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 your ass
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your 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 with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees
Yeah, her nigga call, she leave though
Nope, I that pussy like she stole somethin'
Then tell ho get up and roll somethin'
We pourin' up, gas, weed 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 behind while you eat a bitch or somethin'
I like my bitches doubled up like my cup
I like my pint up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, weed 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 some but you lame"
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
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, 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
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga some change on your lame ass
Bob smoke, spendin' hundred after hundred
Jumped down her 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 more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me gon' break 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 kush up

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
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, gas on your lame ass

Better kush if bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' with their nose, now you
That the king all about the dollar bills, mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on ass with dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't gotta chill
the laughin' match and go back 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 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 dippin' all that molly, askin' where the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true
I beat that pussy, that, man I ain't gon' 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 talkin' but it's when the weed blow
Yup, I'm fresh up on the runway
up, weed loud like gunplay
On them sucka niggas with their ass
You bustas blowin' smoke, we blowin' plane gas

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
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 your 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