Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too much of anything you an addict
Take a nigga back down Tobacco
I give my old what it's asking for
I'm to find where them angels sing at
Where X and at
So listen for the I bring back
Cuz cigarette pack and a bottle
collar, aint too much we can do, Father
Taketh me, I life so anxiously
Tell me this is more than sex and buying weed
Maybe, but anyway we, daily
Sip Bailey's, sex, unwanted babies
Scream push till I push daisies, Pops me
Through this blind crippled and crazy
I'm just along, see where it takes me
Keep buying cars and until it breaks me
I fold like on a loose sandwich, too damaged
Still I gotta slow down and a balance

No static, got an
Too much of anything you an addict

[Skinny
We spend a lot of long nights trying to make it hot an open flame
Smoking Jane on this porch I got this close to fame
the Leroy, but we live forever Wooden Leather
Slum is in my Village like them niggas up in (what up though)
And I'm for the gusto, every day is cutthroat
But I don't a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it ways I got some shit to say
Split the Swisher, the hay, roll it up and hit the bitch
Addicted to country living, givin' it my all dog
Raw till a fall from here to California
Went back again, like Raj' "What's Happenin?"
I'm traveling, looking for that Kill like I'm ill
In my own left without my soul tight
Roll through a cold night, swervin' on a road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' with some Dro
Too much of anything can a playa lose control

No static, got an
Too much of anything makes you an

See I my reefer, love my Guinness
And I don't fit society, I'm a menace
my balls on your rack like tennis
And turn the Henny up and stop till I'm finished
I'm drunk, one shot might get me crunk
Not to mention shorty rollin' up 50
We got in this bitch
to the bricks
I'm a cowboy, dog
It's to the

We rollin 90 in the slow lane, with enough to traffic
Cross the line forty times a week on the average
Forward and backwards, pack is like a lunch
dirty, high as fuck, puffin on a fat blunt
What yo ass want, Nappy it all day
Always keep a Caddy Hog and dog all wood
Too much of anything can make you think all good
Got a Skinny Deville and we all should

No static, got an
Too of anything makes you an addict