Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

Elite alloy candy coated custom
wireless phone
Jacob watch with bands and five time zones
Tryin to holla at a
on some cactus
Sippin on super duper extra strength
A buck fifty a shot louie the
Head hard as a rock by the barber shop
Shoot some craps in the back hit the block
go the elroys
They my boys
They fittin to 'em to the prestink
Couldn't say they backwards
So? Shoot I can't say my ABC's backwards I'm sober
E-Figgady a different pedigree most of these suckers up in this industry
be trying to me
Trend setta, game decta, vendetta, big chedda, soil block protectas

(Chorus)
Talk & Doonie]
Hey,
Fuck rallies gold ones mang
Sick Wid It nigga you claim?
My spit gasoline (x2)

low on gas
Never on an empty
octane for the brain, puffin on some dank
Traffic backed up like a do, bumper to bumper
Music on slap, sounding a concert
Drink in my lap, finger on my
Twist wig back, head
Flat line, alpine,
Rolla supplier, as it's kept
I to retire but I can't, the game needs me
The game would be without E-Feezy
I up every morning to a shot of liquor
A shoebox full of herb and some grits and sausage for my liver
units out the trunk of my car
And just think, I started a pickle jar
From a sixteenth of yowder to a kick of blow
To a whole thing of some of YOU KNOW!

(Chorus)
[Turf & Doonie]
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies, gold ones mang
Sick wid it nigga you claim
My spit gasoline (x2)

Yo, yo yo
I'm close, I'm the most, I flamboast
I coast, my foot off the brake
Then I casper the ghost up the interstate
Gettin neck motion, deep
Honey to choke
I got brigadels to see, to make
Drop the prices from state to like the west nile virus
Prolly miralicious
Big spit, vicious
Man on the foshelian
It's nothin but the water
Always on, uh, unreasonable
Can't fuck wit it if it ain't um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasible
Me and my stay yaypered up
Got a "Just say no to drug" bumper sticker on my truck and an American
So I can my image
I'm on some spinach
I need to play tennis before I go to court
The water be finished if he don't report

(Chorus)
[Turf Talk &
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies ride ones mang
Sick wid it nigga what you
My spit gasoline (x4)

Gasoline! (x16)