Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

no cash you don't fuck with me
i burn like persons in the 3rd degree
with the strike of a match hit the
POP PILLS! kill? it's worth the thrill
in the NAZO pira "QUICK TO DRAW"
sharp like a blade, we'll cut ya a chainsaw
drink yo by the pitcher until we feel drunk
grind yer fuckin' bones to MY BLUNT, PUNK!
back, crackle, pop! motherfuck the cop
always stayin on my toes i walk the block
'cause when i go to the store i bring my own
cause i'm of payin money to suck corporate cock
yo i know my is rusty but my english is olde
40 down grab an ice cold colt 45
feelin' alive drunk as fuck in the
TO DIE!!!
NAZO to this wont slit yer wrist
cross it off the list yer gonna
throw a punch break your fist man up duck down
cause the caps wont
bust 6 shots on an cop
all crooked mother fuckers and aint gonna stop
so held yo ground "run your own town"
down with the man LET THE DRUMS
hit you hard with accurate precision, split decision
yo, i'm sinnin and i'm FUCK RELIGION
fucked up got a so listen
do what you happy not for money or attention
flying with a 40 how i get down!
you say yer the king but im rockin the
high on my throne sniffin lines making
got a CHEF in the kitchen, my last meal