Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 bottlebags count 'em
Think they can bounce the an' it get 'em
Yo, black 288 million
Sittin' waitin' for the fizz
An' don't know what the it is

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

But look, watch get sicker
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 bottlebags, where's my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, the hell are they drinkin'?
1 million bottlebags, gimme my
1 million bottlebags, what the are they drinkin'?

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

1 bags count 'em all
Other man happy
Watch the drink 8 ball
Don't know a damn thing, but his stinkin'
Then I ask a you brother
What the is you drinkin'?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Say I'm yellin' is
Genocide kickin' in yo
How many have you seen
A black fight a
drinkin' down a bottle
Or a malt six-pack

Malt bull
What it is, is Colt
45 another gun to the
Who's sellin' us
In the another up to no good
that's designed by the other man

But who drink it like
One an' on, till the reorder it
Brothers cry broke but they still it
Sippin' it drink it down, oh, no
Drinkin' but they don't know

It used to be wine, a an' a dime
Same man, drinkin' another
They could be as hell
An' don't give a
But still be a to the liquor man