Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline Dreams

Alright alright alright

Don't everybody like the smell of
burn motherfucker burn American Dream
Don't everybody like the taste of Apple
We'll snap for your of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on control
The coldest pimp be looking for to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the
Youth full of ain't got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go

All of my did dope
nigga round me playin' married
Or paying support
I can't
Never no sense to me one day I hope it will
And that, sport, sport
I live to see the day when Seven's happily married
kids, woe woe
The world is moving fast and I'm losin' my
No to dig, low low
To a where ain't nowhere to go but up
Ya wit me say shit, sho sho
Now let me ask this

Don't everybody like the smell of
Well burn motherfucker burn Dream
Don't everybody the taste of Apple Pie?
We'll for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I that mother nature's now on birth control
The coldest be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the
Youth full of fire got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go

It's like Ricky Stratton got a million bucks
My cousin Ricky Walker got ten doing Fed time
On a first offense drug bust, fuck the
That's if ya racist or ya
Arrest me 4 dope I didn't weight it up or cook it
You gotta charge the world cause over a million took it
Look at me, you outta your jurisdiction now ya stupid
Officer, get off me sir
make me call L.A. he'll have ya walking sir
A couple of months ago they OutKast the key to the city
But I still gotta pay my taxes and give us no pity
About the amongst us
You they respect the law
They think they monsters, they love us, rappin'
And giving the youth the truth from booth
And when we on stage we
everybody everybody

Don't like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn burn American Dream
Don't like the taste of Apple Pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life I'm ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth
The pimp be looking for somebody to ho
The highway up to Heaven got a crook on the
Youth full of fire got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go

Officer of the most
You touch me you the apple of this eye
If they us out where will we go
Not to cause not one of them acknowledge us as they kin folk
Still pork
Abomination desecration for beating
Penalty for is death
Woe, woe, to the man strive with his maker on judgment day
Hip Hip Hooray!
Mr. Babylon the great
The mother of heartless is falling, must be fulfilled
The liquor is calling

Don't like the smell of gasoline?
Well motherfucker burn American Dream
Don't everybody like the taste of Pie?
We'll snap for slice of life I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature's now on birth
The coldest pimp be for somebody to ho
The highway up to got a crook on the toll
Youth full of ain't got nowhere to go nowhere 2 go