Luyện nghe bài hát Propane

[Intro:
Riding in my
Yellow bottle on my things
in the trunk
The screaming causing road rage
And you that I'm
Too to be bothered
I don't answer when my phone
Making money in the business
I'm in the dope game
Like came and lit the propane
Oh

1: Rittz]
Riding in my Monte Carlo on them chrome things
Speakers in the
The neighbors screaming causing rage
And you know I'm (Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah!)
Too to be bothered
Rolling up and blowing smoke
money in the music business
Like I'm in the game
Like somebody 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

1: Rittz]
Rittz up in bitch
[?] made me
Driving that classic
I it in traffic
Bout' to drop a classic
Here's a classic to match it
Jordans on my
I hit the gas and then I them
Smell the I'm chiefing
Had to the window gasping
out my homie
Cuz' he's on the missus in the back
I you pushin it
You burned a hole
Right through the cushions in my seats
They padded a mattress
dollar motif
Call me Jonny
Funny I remember how it felt I was local
Now we travel to coast
bitches holler "Hola!"
When I'm in my Home
It's candy [?]
When you ride in chrome or gold
You show it
In my Carlo
Bout' to valet it up at [?]
Haters they can
But they can't take away my
I took my lady
I hit the and rolled up solo
I'm

[Hook 2:
in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things
Speakers in the
The neighbors causing road rage
And you know I'm
Too busy to be
up and blowing smoke rings
Making in the music business
Like I'm in the dope
Like somebody came and lit the
I'm on

[Verse 2:
On [?] I'm
I thought I you serious
Not a
A real juicy
her, I
Fifty-five
in a disguise, a
Real for real
90's era
Keep hoes
As as the wind blowing
As as the friends going
That's how you get ten
multiplication and communication at its best
Power and
My is the test
For all of the ones who think they are the
popularity is sinking
Cuz' there you go thinking
Now I done told y'all
Wanting to be the
You gotta learn the best
Cuz' we the rest
Yeah me and my
The Run
He
and Eric B.'s
The Boys
The Bun B's and the C's
You [?] a trick
But you charge these

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

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

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