Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too of anything makes you an addict
Take a nigga back down Road
I give my old soul what asking for
I'm to find where them angels sing at
Where X and at
So listen for the I bring back
Cuz cigarette pack and a bottle
Blue collar, aint too we can do, Father
me, I live life so anxiously
Tell me is bout more than sex and buying weed
Maybe, but anyway we, burn
Sip Bailey's, early sex, babies
Scream push till I daisies, Pops raised me
Through this blind and crazy world
I'm just along, see where it takes me
Keep buying cars and rims it breaks me
I fold like bread on a loose sandwich, too
Still I gotta slow down and a balance

No static, got an
Too much of makes you an addict

Deville]
We spend a lot of long nights to make it hot like an open flame
Smoking Jane posted on this porch I got this close to
Without the Leroy, but we live forever Wooden
Slum is in my Village them niggas up in Detroit (what up though)
And I'm going for the gusto, every day is
But I give a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it different I got some shit to say
the Swisher, pack the hay, roll it up and hit the bitch
Addicted to this living, givin' it my all dog
Raw a fall y'all from here to California
Went back again, traffickin' Raj' "What's Happenin?"
I'm traveling, looking for that Kill I'm Bill ill
In my own right left without my tight
through a cold night, swervin' on a country road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' some funky Dro
Too much of anything can make a playa lose

No static, got an
Too of anything makes you an addict

See I love my reefer, my Guinness
And I don't fit into society, I'm a
Slap my balls on your like tennis
And turn the Henny up and don't till I'm finished
I'm drunk, one shot might get me crunk
Not to mention rollin' up 50 blunts
We got Nappy in bitch
to the bricks
I'm a cowboy, dog
It's to the

We 90 in the slow lane, with just enough to traffic
Cross the line bout forty a week on the average
Forward and backwards, pack is a sack lunch
Ridin' dirty, high as fuck, puffin on a fat
What yo ass want, Nappy it all day
Always keep a Hog and dog it's all wood
Too much of anything can make you it's all good
Got a automatic Deville and we all should

No static, got an
Too of anything makes you an addict