Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

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

An' oh, lemme tell you 'bout
He about seventeen, 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, Shorty get sicker
after year
While thinkin' it's beer
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 mad, I know what he about
He's just a slave to the an' the can
that's his man, the malt liquor man

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

1 million count 'em all
man gets happy
Watch the drink 8 ball
Don't a damn thing, but his breath stinkin'
Then I ask a you brother
What the fuck is you

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

He give the man ten to begin
Wit' no an' he run
To get his brains
Serve it to the an' they're able
To do a table
Beside what's inside, on the label

They drink it thinkin' it's
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 hell are they
1 million bottlebags, yo, with my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they

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

to my homeboy Shorty
He can drink it
An' nuttin' about it
it around an' get tha 40 dog buzz
At the same
Shorty remember what day it was

Say I'm is fact
kickin' in yo back
How many times you seen
A black fight a
After drinkin' down a
Or a malt liquor

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

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

It used to be wine, a dollar an' a
man, drinkin' another time
They be hard as hell
An' don't give a
But be a sucker to the liquor man