Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too much of anything you an addict
a nigga back down Tobacco Road
I give my old soul what asking for
I'm trying to find where them angels at
Where X and at
So for the knowledge I bring back
Cuz pack and a deuce bottle
Blue collar, aint too we can do, Father
Taketh me, I life so anxiously
Tell me this is bout than sex and buying weed
Maybe, but we, burn daily
Sip Bailey's, early sex, babies
Scream push I push daisies, Pops raised me
Through this blind crippled and world
I'm just riding along, see it takes me
Keep buying cars and rims until it me
I fold bread on a loose sandwich, too damaged
Still I gotta slow and find a balance

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

Deville]
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
Without the Leroy, but we live Wooden Leather
Slum is in my Village like them niggas up in (what up though)
And I'm going for the gusto, day is cutthroat
But I give a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it different ways I got some to say
Split the Swisher, pack the hay, roll it up and hit the
to this country living, givin' it my all dog
Raw till a fall y'all from to California
Went again, traffickin' like Raj' "What's Happenin?"
I'm traveling, for that Kill like I'm Bill ill
In my own right without my soul tight
Roll through a night, swervin' on a country road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' with funky Dro
Too much of can make a playa lose control

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

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

We rollin 90 in the slow lane, just enough to traffic
Cross the line bout forty times a on the average
Forward and backwards, pack is a sack lunch
Ridin' dirty, as fuck, puffin on a fat blunt
yo ass want, Nappy serve it all day
Always keep a Hog and dog it's all wood
Too much of anything can make you it's all good
Got a Skinny Deville and we all should

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