Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 million count 'em
they can bounce the ounce an' it get 'em
Yo, black spend 288
Sittin' waitin' for the fizz
An' know what the fuck it is

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

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

Now hostile to a brother lookin' out
But I mad, I know what he about
He's a slave to the bottle an' the can
'Cause that's his man, the malt man

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

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

1 million bags 'em all
Other man gets
the killas drink 8 ball
Don't a damn thing, but his breath stinkin'
Then I ask a you brother
What the is you drinkin'?

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

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

They drink it it's good
But don't sell that shit
In the neighborhood, exposin' the plan
get mad at me, I understand
They're to the liquor man

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

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

to my homeboy Shorty
He can drink it
An' think 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
Genocide kickin' in yo
How times have you seen
A black a black
After drinkin' a bottle
Or a liquor six-pack

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

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

It to be wine, a dollar an' a dime
Same man, drinkin' time
They could be hard as
An' give a damn
But still be a sucker to the man