Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 million count 'em
Think they can the ounce an' it get 'em
Yo, black 288 million
there waitin' for the fizz
An' don't what the fuck it is

An' oh, lemme tell you Shorty
He about seventeen, lookin' 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 Shorty get
after year
While he's it's beer
But not, but he got it in his gut
So the fuck, yo nigga, what's up?

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

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

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

1 bags count 'em all
Other man happy
Watch the killas drink 8
Don't know a damn thing, but his breath
Then I ask a question you
What the fuck is you

He don't but it flow
Out the in a cup
He call it gettin' up
Like we fucked up already
See the man call 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 homies an' they're
To do a table
Beside what's inside, ain't on the

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

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

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

Back to my Shorty
He can it down
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 is fact
Genocide kickin' in yo
How many times have you
A fight a black
drinkin' down a bottle
Or a malt six-pack

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

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

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