Luyện nghe bài hát Jet Fuel

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, 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

Man you so lame, lookin' at you, nigga
I'm in here no bitch'll give her pussy to you, nigga, no
She say "Not even with a roll"
'Cause the king gettin' money when the bank's
Yeah, she in her on her knees though
Yeah, her nigga call, she don't leave
Nope, I beat that pussy like she stole
Then tell that ho get up and somethin'
We pourin' up, blowin' gas, weed
She on molly, won't stop talkin' that annoy me
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a dick or somethin'?"
Or take it from behind while you eat a bitch or
I like my 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 actin' ratchet with the ratchet

I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we 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, 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 you fuck it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, sack, it's a jet ride
Go and get my stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on lame ass
Bob Marley smoke, spendin' after hundred
down 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 pussy we fuck more 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 gave the bitch life support
High in the pussy same way that I was high in
Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it up
Wash the dick off she roll the kush sack up

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 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, gas on your lame ass

Better kush if them bitches blow, of the blow
For the hoes who be playin' their nose, now you know
the king all about the dollar bills, quarter mil'
In the bag, slappin' bitches on their ass with dollar
You don't like it, ho? You gotta chill then
the laughin' match and go back to where you live then
Nope, but you wanna do that
How this ho blowin' on me, where her or her flute at?
I brought a pound and she blew that, see he brought two
Drunk up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do
She dippin' all that molly, steady askin' the food at
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can that
I beat that pussy, blew that, man I ain't gon' it
Man you know what I'm smokin', shawty you ain't check it
You can smell it, this shit I'm straight up out of D4
I ain't talkin' but loud 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 train smoke, we blowin' plane gas

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
bitches say "You got some money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
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