Luyện nghe bài hát Gassed Up!

To be the glory
O.K., am I smoking Aye, aye, huh!

I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so up (Uh)
I'm so gassed up (Uh), so up
I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up
I'm so up (Uh, okay), gassed up

One take, (One take)
I hit no jimmy (I hit with no jimmy)
don't feel me whipped my dick out, she like, "Give me" (She like, "Give me")
Burnt rubber, fat
hating, boy, you lame
Pillow talking, (Undercover)
If you could take my bitch, then I love her (Oh, no)
Peanut butter, cover, I can't trust her (I can't trust her)
Google me, I'm something, came nothing (Okay)(Ayy, gling gling gling)
I'm so gassed up (Gling gling), told my lil' bih call she comin' (Gling gling)

She so up
She top with mask off (Gling, gling)
Foam on my dick like salt
She at my show, that's your own (Gling, gling, gling, gling)
Six at the back of the tour bus (Gling)
We at the top of the chain (Gling)
Kickin' shit you can me Liu Kang
VVS on my new chain (Gling, gling, gling, gling, gling, gling)
Runnin' up to the bed Usain
She don't know 'bout the group name
All about the bad for the fame
You broke, that's a fact; that's a shame (Gling, gling, gling)
I'm so gassed up, I can't do about it (Gling, gling)
If you passed up, don't hit my phone or talk it, okay (Gling, gling, gling)

I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so up (Uh)
I'm so gassed up (Uh), so up
I'm so up (Uh), so gassed up
I'm so up (Uh, okay), gassed up

Yeah, I'm so gassed up, gassed up, up (Gassed up)
Please don't hit me up if you ain't tryna match, (What?)
Ed Edd kush, smokin' on a jawbreakers, yeah (Ooh)
the police, bitch, I'm a lawbreaker, yeah
Always smokin' five like I'm always shootin' (Ooh)
Money on my mind, so I can't waste (What?)
Hit the door, foamin' out my mouth, I ate your (Uh), ooh
Wu-Tang ho, it, I'ma blow me down to... Ohh

I can't hit your shit, ain't no grabber in paper, uh-uh
I need me a splitfinch, I ain't no vapor, uh-uh
If it ain't 'bout pads, keep two sets (Keep your two sets)
Drop top the coupe, the roof split (Make the roof split)
Ay, I'm your neighbor, yuh
My dog got off papers, yuh
I got 'em faded, yuh
Off flavors, bitch
Baby mama's ya (Huh)
Put bitch in labor, yuh
KiD TRUNKS, my Asian, yuh
Wait, don't fuck around Chad
I just a pack and hit the Backwood
I might blackout on a (Woah)
could eat you up alive
Just on the lane you in (Woah)
Run it up and it up;
I lose my mind but always to win (Woah)
I'm so fuckin' up
Know the will fade away again (Bitch)

I'm so gassed up (Uh), I'm so up (Uh)
I'm so gassed up (Uh), so up
I'm so gassed up (Uh), so up
I'm so gassed up (Uh, okay), up (Gassed up)

up (Hey), I'm so gassed up (Hey)
Smoking onto my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy)
Gassed up (Hey), I'm so up (Hey)
Smoking blows my face, I'm so damn stuffed (Ayy...)
Damn (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...), damn stuffed (Ayy...)