Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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

Man you so lame, lookin' at you, nigga
While I'm in here no bitch'll give her to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on her knees
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave
Nope, I beat that pussy like she somethin'
Then tell that ho get up and roll
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, noisy
She on that molly, won't stop talkin' 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 like my bitches doubled up like my cup
I my pint sealed up, drank poured up
Yup, and you know you don't wanna it
You don't wanna see my niggas actin' ratchet with the

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, plane gas on 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 your ass

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the
Suck it 'fore you it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, it's a jet
Go and get my game stash, bitch, off the side
Baby daddy lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on your ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' after hundred
Jumped 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 cause we fuck more than we rest, dude
I bet you that your main bless boo
And every ho with her when see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the bitch support
High in the pussy same way I was high 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 smoke it, we don't it
What I blow'll make a go
bitches 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, plane gas on lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass

kush if them bitches wanna blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be with their nose, now you know
That the king all about the dollar bills, quarter
In the bag, slappin' 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 you live then
Nope, but you don't do that
How this ho on me, where her trumpet or her flute at?
I a pound and she blew that, see he brought two back
Drunk up a of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do that?
She dippin' all that molly, steady where the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I ain't finesse it
Man you know what I'm smokin', you ain't gotta check it
You can it, this 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 sucka niggas with 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 it, we don't sell 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, gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass