Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol (A. Cunanan, Miami, FL. 1996)

I've got my in the car, uh-huh.
got my stereo in the car, uh-huh.
I've got my key in the car, uh-huh.
Why don't you come into my room and my pistol?
No duh.

I my only liaisons,
I'm gonna take it till the taking on.

got my cocaine in the glove box now,
The sun is down, oh wow.
I've got my key in my pocket and you know,
I've got a pistol I need to unload.
I'm t-t-t-t-t-t-take you on up,
You say, "what?"

I'm gonna t-t-t-t-take your shirt on off.
I'm gonna zip-zip-zip-zip-zip-za-za-za-zip pants on down.
I'm gonna sip, sip, sip, sip, sip, from my royal, royal crown.

And we go...

I've got a backpack some clothes
That I could wear to work tomorrow, they know.
uh-oh.
That I was up all night, not for the meeting, oh no - oh oh.
Got a in my backpack
And I it's mine but I don't care, you know.
Got my backpack the money,
Got myself a passport, I probably go.

And we go....