Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 million bottlebags 'em
Think can bounce the ounce an' it get 'em
Yo, spend 288 million
Sittin' there for the fizz
An' don't what the fuck it is

An' oh, tell you 'bout 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 loves tha

But look, Shorty get sicker
Year year
he's 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 ain't mad, I what he about
He's a slave to the bottle an' the can
'Cause that's his man, the liquor man

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

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

1 million count 'em all
Other man happy
Watch the drink 8 ball
Don't know a thing, but his breath stinkin'
Then I ask a question you
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 call Crazy Eddie
man with the bottle in his hand

He the liquor 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
what's inside, ain't on the label

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

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

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

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

Say I'm is fact
Genocide in yo back
How many times you seen
A fight a black
After drinkin' down a
Or a liquor six-pack

Malt bull
What it is, is bullshit
45 another gun to the
Who's us pain
In the hood another up to no
Plan that's designed by the man

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

It to be wine, a dollar an' a dime
man, drinkin' another time
They could be hard as
An' don't give a
But still be a sucker to the man