Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

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