Luyện nghe bài hát Propane

[Intro:
in my Caddy
Yellow bottle on my things
Speakers in the
The neighbors screaming road rage
And you that I'm
Too busy to be
I don't when my phone rings
Making in the music business
Like I'm in the game
somebody came and lit the propane
Oh

[Hook 1:
Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on chrome things
Speakers in the
The neighbors screaming causing road
And you that I'm (Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah!)
Too busy to be
up and blowing smoke rings
Making money in the business
Like I'm in the dope
somebody came and lit the propane
I'm on
I'm reunited with an old flame
I'm on (Yeah!)
Like somebody came and lit the
I'm on
Like I'm reunited with an old
I'm on (Yeah!)
I'm on

[Verse 1:
up in this bitch
[?] made me
Driving classic Cadillac
I it in traffic
Bout' to drop a album
Here's a classic to match it
Jordans on my
I hit the gas and then I pass
the weed I'm chiefing
Had to crack the gasping
Cussing out my
Cuz' he's ashing on the in the back
I you pushin it
You almost a hole
Right through the cushions in my pillow
padded like a mattress
Million motif
Call me Global
Funny I remember how it felt when I was
Now we coast to coast
Spanish bitches "Hola!"
When I'm in my Home
It's candy [?]
When you ride in chrome or gold
You gotta it
In my Monte
Bout' to park it up at [?]
they can hate
But they take away my mojo
I took my home
I hit the club and up solo
I'm

[Hook 2:
Riding in my Chevy Carlo on them chrome things
Speakers in the
The screaming causing road rage
And you know I'm
Too busy to be
Rolling up and blowing rings
Making money in the business
Like I'm in the game
Like somebody and lit the propane
I'm on

[Verse 2:
On [?] I'm
I thought I told you
Not a
A juicy pussy
her, I
Fifty-five
in a disguise, a
Real nigga for
90's era
Keep hoeing
As long as the blowing
As long as the friends
That's how you get ten
That's multiplication and at its best
and pimpin
My manipulation is the
For all of the ones who think they are the
Their is sinking
Cuz' you go again thinking
Now I done told y'all
to be the best
You gotta learn from the
we invented the rest
Yeah me and my
The Run
He
Rakim's and B.'s
The Boys
The Bun B's and the C's
You might [?] a
But you charge these

[Verse 3: The Dude]
I'm gone a drone
in the sky
I'm behind the
But I like I fly
Pulling up
Got cookies on me
Continue to keep with cops all around me
It's hot as
on the gas slow
Blew at an bitch
She had a whole bunch of ass
Creeping, bending
I did in nine-six
$1.50 a for gas
to be higher'n a bitch
all day
Smoke all
And play some funky music I hope like
In the hood all
with the woofers
Pulling up on d-boys, thugs, pimps, and
Look at D is they say
When see me
I be coasting
They be asking me for
they know that I be smoking
day, all day
Nigga
I them a hit then split
be like "Give me more, Devin"
But I'm

[Hook 3:
Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on chrome things
Speakers in the
The neighbors screaming causing road
And you know I'm
Too busy to be
up and blowing smoke rings
Making money in the business
Like I'm in the dope
Like somebody and lit the propane
I'm on
Like I'm with an old flame
I'm on
somebody came and lit the propane
I'm on
Like I'm with an old flame
I'm on
I'm on
(Ya-uh-ya, yeah!)

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