Luyện nghe bài hát Cocaine

Snort snort snort the (x3)
snort snort the cocaine

Drop the bump I ever hit

Yo chop another kid

I do it til my face falls off
Til my tongue's so numb that the fall off

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

Cocaine
bright, snow white
Rolled to a
And steal a mother glow light

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

On the power
So I to my health
Lift the rail off the mirror and I wink to

No needle in my
I got to
A like me is doing cocaine

Snort snort the cocaine (x3)
snort snort the cocaine

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

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

Were gonna sell and cut
Uhhh
I'm gonna yell and fuck
Uhhh
I'm gonna press my tonight
Uhh
Motha fuckas better duck
Uhh
Doing lines off my face a bendy straw
Pick up my car in half with a bendy saw
There ain't enough room for me in town
And once my dick gets hard it'll go down

A to the N to the DER to the SON
When it comes to getting gacked we number one
others split a grab, we be sniffing a ton
And we never fucking stop the bag is done

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

A. I hit the yay all day
Went to your party must all day
Hit you in the
Leave face ug-lay
give a fuck what ya'll say.

Philip looking for action
God on the floor
Call the reaction

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

Arnold A., but the girls call me
Do blows than the Columbian army
my name in the hyrdogame
Now I all day on my hydroplane.

Tell me if your froze
Girls with no
Then your face in
For shit that you stole

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

While you were faced, running
Tryin to get the crowd
We was in the
yack
Startin fist
Ohh
I hit the light I spin on your girl
Turn and do a line
And I spit on girl

That's the of my laughter
My grove my life
To a live
Never
All my dreams end in
Life in the fast just got faster

your name?
Arny A., me Mr. What
Last to out
And the first to
And do?
snow
Man, all the
The fucking pipe,
Pipe me though

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

What's your
Philip A., known as bobby
Cuz I cook that up everyday
And do?
Drink, fuck, snort, and fight
Ya fuck with Phil ya gonna all night

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