Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too much of anything you an addict
Take a nigga back down Road
I give my old soul what asking for
I'm trying to find where them angels at
X and King at
So listen for the I bring back
Cuz cigarette and a deuce bottle
Blue collar, too much we can do, Father
me, I live life so anxiously
Tell me this is bout more than sex and weed
Maybe, but anyway we, burn
Sip Bailey's, sex, unwanted babies
Scream till I push daisies, Pops raised me
Through blind crippled and crazy world
I'm just riding along, see where it me
buying cars and rims until it breaks me
I like bread on a loose sandwich, too damaged
I gotta slow down and find a balance

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

[Skinny
We a lot of long nights trying to make it hot like an open flame
Smoking posted on this porch I got this close to fame
Without the Leroy, but we live forever Leather
Slum is in my Village like them up in Detroit (what up though)
And I'm going for the gusto, every day is
But I don't a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it ways I got some shit to say
Split the Swisher, pack the hay, it up and hit the bitch
Addicted to this country living, it my all dog
Raw till a fall y'all from to California
Went back again, traffickin' like "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, on a country road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' with some Dro
Too much of anything can make a lose control

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

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

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

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