Luyện nghe bài hát Full Throttle

When I'm with my dying days
You'll prob'ly figure out this no phase
Gonna go out 180
Kickin' up dust out my loot

my wife and kids daddy's goin' home
They shed there fuckin' tears, I love to the bone
And all the playa they can eat a dick
never fuckin' [Incomprehensible]

No back now, we going out full throttle
Puffin' crazy mad herb with our hands on the
We some stoners reaking havoc, we no role models
No turnin' now, no turnin' back now, no turnin' back

tensions high seems everyones on edge
Walking over pits of on a skinny ledge
Now daze you control, it's take what you can get
Where anarchy reigns supreme you seen

No back now, we going out full throttle
Puffin' crazy mad with our hands on the bottle
We some reaking havoc, we aint no role models
No back now, no turnin' back now, no turnin' back

Watch out, back up, this is the fast lane
I got a lead foot, heavy boots and 3 on my brain
Ride looks like it's on fire, but you my engines clean
Im just smoking the tires, off every green

So step up, step up, if you got a little
But your rev better be louder then my system that is
Dont come round me talkin' shit, if not built to the brim
'Cause now you get whipped, I never lose, I always win

So where you at, right here, and theres plenty more
See when the Kings is in the house, everybody runnin
Meetin' in the parking lot, to pot before the shows
Hookin' up with all the ladies, home all the hos

We having fun, yeah, will it stop, fuck no
Id be tokin, blowin endo even if I was broke
Aint that right D-Loc, hell mothafuckin,
Fuck a fist or middle finger, throw horns in the air

No turnin' now, we going out full throttle
Puffin' mad herb with our hands on the bottle
We some stoners havoc, we aint no role models
No back now, no turnin' back now, no turnin' back

tensions high seems everyones on edge
Walking pits of fire on a skinny ledge
Now daze you loose control, take what you can get
Where anarchy supreme you aint seen

No turnin' back now, we out full throttle
Puffin' crazy mad herb our hands on the bottle
We stoners reaking havoc, we aint no role models
No turnin' back now, no turnin' now, no turnin' back

Fuck everybody if you I couldnt rap
You're kickin' fiction and Im facts
And its like that, you ain't but a fag
Let me write it on my pad, to get you mad

Now days its seems like everybody's on
Walkin' over of fire on a skinny ledge
Im going full bored fallin' I fall out
Graduated high but a college drop

Out that mean shit because this not turning back
I got my bong my and my baseball bat
Ready for whatever at any time
You gotta have that mental or shitll get you no where

Got be and put it all together
Remember that sayin' I float a feather
Come on dog, how could you think
You got it twisted, do the

No turnin' back now, we going out throttle
Puffin' mad herb with our hands on the bottle
We some stoners reaking havoc, we no role models
No turnin' back now, no turnin' now, no turnin' back