Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

Elite candy coated custom paint
wireless phone
Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and five zones
Tryin to holla at a
Smokin on some
Sippin on some super duper strength
A buck fifty a shot the thirteenth
Head as a rock stop by the barber shop
Shoot some craps in the then hit the block
There go the
handcuffin my boys
They to take 'em to the prestink
Couldn't say ABC's backwards
So? Shoot I can't say my ABC's when I'm sober
E-Figgady a different pedigree than most of these up in this industry
be to copy me
Trend setta, game decta, vendetta, big chedda, soil block protectas

(Chorus)
[Turf & Doonie]
Hey,
rallies ride gold ones mang
Sick Wid It nigga what you
My niggaz gasoline (x2)

low on gas
Never on an tank
High octane for the brain, on some dank
backed up like a toilets do, bumper to bumper
Music on slap, like a concert
Drink in my lap, on my thumper
wig back, head crack
Flat line, alpine,
supplier, quiet as it's kept
I want to but I can't, the game needs me
The game would be boring without
I wake up every morning to a shot of
A shoebox full of herb and some and turkey sausage for my liver
Sellin units out the of my car
And just think, I with a pickle jar
From a sixteenth of to a quarter kick of blow
To a thing of some of that YOU KNOW!

(Chorus)
Talk & Doonie]
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, ride ones mang
Sick wid it nigga you claim
My niggaz gasoline (x2)

Yo, yo yo
I'm close, I'm the most, I flamboast
I coast, take my foot off the
I casper the friendly ghost up the interstate
Gettin neck motion, deep
Honey to choke
I got to see, marbles to make
Drop the prices state to state like the west nile virus
Prolly miralicious
Big spit, game
Man on the microphigadelian
It's nothin but the water
Always on, uh, unreasonable
Can't fuck wit it if it equinomically um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasible
Me and my stay yaypered up
Got a "Just say no to drug" bumper sticker on my truck and an American
So I can camouflage my
I'm smokin on some
I need to some tennis before I go to court
The water might be finished if he report

(Chorus)
Talk & Doonie]
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies ride gold mang
Sick wid it what you claim
My spit gasoline (x4)

Gasoline! (x16)