Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

I'm the truth, tell it, loud 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 some but you lame"
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
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your 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 a bank roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't though
Nope, I beat pussy like she stole somethin'
tell that ho get up and roll somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed
She on that molly, stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why you suck a nigga's dick or somethin'?"
Or take it from behind while you eat a or somethin'
I my bitches doubled up like my white cup
I like my pint up, drank poured up
Yup, and you you don't wanna catch it
You don't wanna see my niggas ratchet 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 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, 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
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is exactly 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
a nigga drop some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' hundred hundred
Jumped her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin'
Me and my henchmen, we be for the money, blowin' jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bless boo
And every ho with her when they see me break their neck too
dick in her, I done gave the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that I was in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it up
Wash the dick off while she roll the sack up

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

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