Luyện nghe bài hát Collard Greens

Yeah, yeah,
Uh uh, yo ya

Oh (oh)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) collard
degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down the shit
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop this down the shit

Smoke this, this
to my liver
Watch this, no
Yeah, I'm the
rap, X-mas
Smoke, out the liver
Faded,
sponsor the killer, shit
Shake it, it
Hot hot for the
it, cop it
Eyes on your inner object
it, blast-blast, new beginnings
Lovely, pinky how not I fiending,
Gimme, gimme, some
Freak the off your face
Frenchy, freaking, swapping
Click my link and spread buns
your denim, make it numb
Blow it baby, no
Icky, icky, uh
in the car service
Thank me for the car
Chromosome, full
Prolly off a
And gas, not the
since the intro
You shopping from the
Play my tempo

Oh (oh)
could buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) greens
degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down the shit
King shit, smoke this, get down the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit

up, biatch!
This favorite song
Translation, Ven
Mami, asi
Tu quiero coger mi
Y papi pero
puto pendejo
El pinche cabron, get it
Nights like this I'mma knight like
Sword in my hand, I like this
I am than a man, I'm a God
Bitch, touche, en
Toupée and her two tits pop
Out of tank top and bra
And I say "Doo doo doo doo!"
Bitch, be K. Dot
She want some of this
I give her of this, I owe her this
In fact, I she miss the way I floored this, I'm forgis
I my Houston partners drop a four on this, and focus
And slow it (down)
Alright let me blow this I'm famous, I blame this, on you
Cash in the
in my penthouse roof
Skyline the
it, your optics
Popping out, you the weirdest
Pop my top on the
Head with no steering, ah!

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching could buy anything, cop
Oh (oh) greens
Three degrees low, make it hot for me, that
Oh (oh) down the shit
King shit, this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down the shit
This, that, pop down with the shit

nigga famous, straight from the bottom
Broke niggas hate it, never robbed 'em
in the basement, out they have a problem
Kush be my fragrance, we marijuana
on fire, burn the roof off this motherfucker
Psych ward is ballin', craze like no other
Weed steady blowing, pass the blunt to my
in the family, puff-puff keep a nigga fiendin' uh
Faded faded right
Shot glass super size, she gon' get dick tonight
me at the W, and no its not the westside
Stick it up ya south (Icky icky icky ooh)
Baller futuristic, gangsta with an attitude
What these niggas make a year, I spend on my daughter shoes
Smoking weed and drinking, all the college students Q
We gon' turn it out the neighbors wanna party too

Oh (oh)
Chidi-ching-ching buy anything, cop that
Oh (oh) greens
Three degrees low, it hot for me, drop that
Oh (oh) down with the
shit, smoke this, get down with the shit, aye
Oh (oh) down with the
This, that, pop this down with the aye (oh)