Luyện nghe bài hát Cocaine

Snort snort snort the (x3)
snort snort the cocaine

Drop the biggest I ever hit

Yo fucking chop kid

I wanna do it til my falls off
Til my tongue's so that the taste fall off

I do
And boy I do it
Lie to my face and that fucker's history

Cocaine
bright, snow white
Rolled to a
And a mother fucker's glow light

Keep my dough
Man these white lines
Make me bleed out my mother eyes tonight
So
Nose a power vac
Girls rub me down just to get into my sack

On the track
So I drink to my
Lift the off the mirror and I wink to myself

No in my vein
I got to
A bitch like me is doing

Snort snort the cocaine (x3)
Snort-y snort the cocaine

Snort snort the cocaine (x3)
Snort-y snort the cocaine

I to do the cokey-coke
You'll see me smokey-smoke
Never buy, already
Pass me a dollar and roll it up
For me

Were sell and cut tonight
huhhh
I'm gonna yell and tonight
Uhhh
I'm gonna my luck tonight
Uhh
Motha fuckas duck tonight
Uhh
Doing lines off my with a bendy straw
Pick up my whole car in half with a saw
There ain't enough room for me in this
And once my gets hard it'll never go down

A to the N to the DER to the SON
When it comes to getting gacked we stay one
While others a grab, we be sniffing a ton
And we fucking stop until the bag is done

I walk in the party with my dick in my
And straight to the bathroom my dick in my hand
You step up I got the brick in my hand
Then leave your ass down with my dick in my hand

A. I hit the yay all day
Went to your must stay all day
Hit you in the
Leave your face
Andersons a fuck what ya'll say.

Philip Anderson looking for
God on the floor
Call the chain

up
You learn how to act son
No go
You better hit the bud

Arnold A., but the girls me Arny
Do more than the Columbian army
Made my in the hyrdogame
Now I all day on my hydroplane.

me if your nose froze
Girls no clothes
Then your face in
For that that you stole

We cut your shit with ay so products bump
And it sits a hundred grand out the of my trunk
When no radio you can't fuck with Philip A.
Andersons fucker till my dying day

While you were horse faced,
Tryin to get the crowd
We was in the
yack
Startin fights
Ohh
I hit the light when I on your girl
Turn around and do a
And I spit on your

That's the sound of my
My grove my life
To a firecracker
sleep
All my end in disaster
Life in the fast lane just got

What's your
Arny A., me Mr. What
to pass out
And the to fuck
And do?
snow
Man, all the
The fucking pipe,
Pipe me though

What's name?
Denny A., soft with the luga
Hit more than the ones on your computer
do?
Anything, anywhere, and place
You try to my hand I'll punch you in the face

your name?
Philip A., known as bobby
Cuz I cook that coke up
And do?
Drink, fuck, snort, shoot and
Ya fuck with ya gonna fuck all night

What's ya
Anderson, the here
The one you love, and hate and fear
And do?
Known to every night and day
Try to make us leave but we're gonna stay