Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

Elite alloy candy coated custom
Verizon phone
Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and five zones
to holla at a redbone
Smokin on some
Sippin on some super duper extra
A buck fifty a louie the thirteenth
Head hard as a stop by the barber shop
Shoot some craps in the then hit the block
There go the
handcuffin my boys
They fittin to 'em to the prestink
say they ABC's backwards
So? I can't say my ABC's backwards when I'm sober
E-Figgady a different pedigree most of these suckers up in this industry
be trying to me
Trend setta, game markin decta, vendetta, big chedda, block protectas

(Chorus)
[Turf & Doonie]
Hey,
Fuck rallies ride ones mang
Sick Wid It nigga you claim?
My niggaz gasoline (x2)

low on gas
Never on an tank
High octane for the brain, puffin on some
Traffic up like a toilets do, bumper to bumper
Music on slap, sounding like a
Drink in my lap, on my thumper
Twist wig back, head
line, alpine, deck
Rolla supplier, quiet as it's
I want to retire but I can't, the needs me
The game would be boring E-Feezy
I wake up every morning to a shot of
A shoebox full of herb and some grits and turkey for my liver
Sellin units out the of my car
And just think, I with a pickle jar
From a sixteenth of yowder to a quarter kick of
To a whole thing of some of YOU KNOW!

(Chorus)
[Turf & Doonie]
Hey, hey
rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it nigga what you
My spit gasoline (x2)

Yo, yo yo
I'm close, I'm the most, I flamboast
I coast, my foot off the brake
Then I casper the friendly up the interstate
Gettin neck motion, deep
bout to choke
I got brigadels to see, marbles to
Drop the prices from state to state the west nile virus
Prolly miralicious
Big spit, game
Man on the foshelian
It's nothin but the water
Always on, uh, some
Can't wit it if it ain't equinomically um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasible
Me and my stay yaypered up
Got a "Just say no to drug" bumper sticker on my truck and an American
So I can camouflage my
I'm smokin on some
I need to play some before I go to court
The water be finished if he don't report

(Chorus)
[Turf Talk &
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies ride gold mang
Sick wid it nigga what you
My spit gasoline (x4)

Gasoline! (x16)