Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

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

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

But look, watch Shorty get
Year 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 to the bottle 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 million bottlebags, my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?

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

1 million bags 'em all
man gets happy
Watch the killas drink 8
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 fucked up
Like we fucked 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 without a
Beside what's inside, on the label

They drink it thinkin' it's
But they don't sell that
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, what the hell are they
1 million bottlebags, yo, with my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the are they drinkin'?

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

Back to my homeboy
He can it down
An' think about it
Pass it 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 black a black
drinkin' down a bottle
Or a liquor six-pack

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

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

It to be wine, a dollar an' a dime
Same man, another time
could be hard as hell
An' don't a damn
But still be a sucker to the man