Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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

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

I'm the truth, tell it, weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we 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 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, crazy 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 daddy face lookin' long, change that
Make a nigga drop some 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 gunnin' for the money, jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy cause we fuck than we rest, dude
I bet you your main bitch'll bless boo
And every ho with her they see me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the bitch support
in the pussy same way that I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it up
Wash the dick off while she the kush sack up

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we smoke 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 your ass

Better kush if them bitches wanna blow, of the
For the hoes who be playin' their nose, now you know
That the king all about the bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' on their ass with dollar bills
You don't like it, ho? You ain't gotta chill
Leave the laughin' and go back to where 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 pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do
She dippin' all molly, steady 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 what I'm smokin', shawty you ain't gotta check it
You can it, this shit I'm smokin' straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but it's loud when the weed
Yup, like I'm fresh up on the
Wheels up, weed like gunplay
On them niggas with their lame ass
You bustas blowin' smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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