Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 bottlebags count 'em
they can bounce the ounce an' it get 'em
Yo, black spend 288
Sittin' there waitin' for the
An' don't know the fuck it is

An' oh, lemme tell you 'bout
He about seventeen, like 40
his 40 dog better than his G
When he a big B O T T L E
Oh, he tha liquor

But look, watch get sicker
after year
While he's thinkin' it's
But not, but he got it in his gut
So the fuck, yo nigga, what's up?

Now he's hostile to a brother out
But I ain't mad, I know he about
He's just a to the bottle an' the can
that's his man, the malt liquor man

1 million bottlebags, where's my
1 million bottlebags, the hell are they drinkin'?
1 bottlebags, gimme my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the hell are drinkin'?

1 bottlebags, so where's my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?
1 bottlebags, gimme my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, the hell are they drinkin'?

1 million count 'em all
man gets happy
Watch the killas drink 8
Don't know a damn thing, but his stinkin'
I ask a question you brother
What the is you drinkin'?

He don't know but it
Out the in a cup
He it gettin' fucked up
Like we ain't fucked up
See the man they call Eddie
man with the bottle in his hand

He give the liquor man ten to
no change an' he run
To get his rearranged
Serve it to the homies an' they're
To do a table
what's inside, ain't on the label

They drink it it's good
But they don't sell that
In the white neighborhood, the plan
They get mad at me, I
They're slaves to the man

1 million bottlebags, my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the hell are drinkin'?
1 bottlebags, yo, wassup with my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?

1 million bottlebags, yo, I my bottle
1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they
1 million bottlebags, somebody's gotta my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?

to my homeboy Shorty
He can drink it
An' nuttin' about it
Pass it an' get tha 40 dog buzz
At the same
Shorty can't remember day it was

Say I'm yellin' is
kickin' in yo back
How times have you seen
A fight a black
After drinkin' a bottle
Or a liquor six-pack

Malt liquor
it is, is bullshit Colt
45 another gun to the
Who's us pain
In the hood up to no good
that's designed by the other man

But who drink it water
One an' on, the stores reorder it
Brothers cry broke but they affordin' it
Sippin' it lick it down, oh, no
Drinkin' poison but they know

It to be wine, a dollar an' a dime
Same man, drinkin' another
They be hard as hell
An' don't a damn
But still be a to the liquor man