Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

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