Luyện nghe bài hát Gasoline

Elite alloy candy coated paint
Verizon phone
Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and time zones
Tryin to holla at a
Smokin on cactus
Sippin on super duper extra strength
A buck a shot louie the thirteenth
Head hard as a rock by the barber shop
Shoot some craps in the back then hit the
go the elroys
They my boys
They fittin to take 'em to the
Couldn't say ABC's backwards
So? I can't say my ABC's backwards when I'm sober
a different pedigree than most of these suckers up in this industry
be trying to me
Trend setta, game markin decta, vendetta, big chedda, soil protectas

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

low on gas
Never on an empty
High octane for the brain, puffin on some
Traffic backed up a toilets do, bumper to bumper
on slap, sounding like a concert
Drink in my lap, finger on my
Twist wig back, head
line, alpine, deck
Rolla supplier, quiet as it's
I want to but I can't, the game needs me
The would be boring without E-Feezy
I wake up every to a shot of liquor
A shoebox full of herb and some and turkey sausage for my liver
Sellin out the trunk of my car
And just think, I started a pickle jar
From a of yowder to a quarter kick of blow
To a whole of some of that YOU KNOW!

(Chorus)
[Turf & Doonie]
Hey, hey
rallies, ride gold ones mang
Sick wid it nigga what you
My niggaz 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 ghost up the interstate
Gettin neck motion, deep
bout to choke
I got brigadels to see, to make
Drop the prices from state to like the west nile virus
Prolly miralicious
Big spit, vicious
Man on the foshelian
It's nothin but the water
Always on, uh, some
Can't fuck wit it if it equinomically um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasible
Me and my weoples stay up
Got a "Just say no to drug" bumper sticker on my truck and an flag
So I can my image
I'm smokin on spinach
I need to play tennis before I go to court
The water be finished if he don't report

(Chorus)
Talk & Doonie]
Hey, hey
Fuck rallies ride gold ones
Sick wid it nigga you claim
My spit gasoline (x4)

Gasoline! (x16)