Luyện nghe bài hát Running on Fumes

Open road, a
A of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go
hope that my dreams ain't running on fumes
But if they are I'll let 'em run the smoke blows too

Shit I'll take a Winnebago, a Datsun, a Nissan, a
it takes to get my ass past the levy (You know it)
Growing up in my town, fame was on television
I got of people checking YouTube for how I'm living
Yeah, it's crazy, back in high school we had phones we didn't use
We blew up our mud trucks, didn't care about no damn
I I'm what's left of them old school dudes
the millennials hate me, I guess that's a plus too
'Cause I from the muddy water with a fuck you attitude
I grew up on that JellyRoll and fucking struggled boots
I'm the son of the south but is my backyard
I guess I was destined to spit shit on

road, a Winnebago
A pack of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, go
Just hope that my dreams ain't running on
But if they are let 'em run till the smoke blows too
On the old road in a old school caddy
A couple of that like to call me daddy
Hoping that my dreams running on fumes
If they are well then fuck it let me roll outta

This that southern rock shit, baby this that pump
And my middle finger's up like that stuck
I bet it'll shut 'em up, I'm like I'm buckled up
The ones are acting tough being sweet as a buttercup
You fucking Dixie chick listening bitch
You the kind to go on some sexual shit
I'm the kind to get a by a sexual bitch
So get the fuck around me all extra and shit
From the to the country even Cheatham County knows
Got pulled over there in '07 flat with a few
Warren took the charge may God rest his soul
So I still rep every city that I go motherfucker

Open road, a
A of Marlboro Reds and a Zippo, let's go
Just hope that my dreams running on fumes
But if they are I'll let 'em run the smoke blows too
On the same old road in a old school
A couple of that like to call me daddy
Hoping my dreams ain't running on fumes
If they are well then fuck it let me outta fuel