Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 million bottlebags 'em
Think they can the ounce an' it get 'em
Yo, black spend 288
there waitin' 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 tha liquor

But look, watch Shorty get
after year
While he's thinkin' it's
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 ain't mad, I know what he
He's just a to the bottle an' the can
that's his man, the malt liquor man

1 million bottlebags, where's my
1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they
1 million bottlebags, gimme my
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they 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 bags 'em all
Other man happy
Watch the drink 8 ball
Don't know a thing, but his breath stinkin'
I ask a question you brother
What the is you drinkin'?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Malt bull
it is, is bullshit Colt
45 gun to the brain
sellin' us pain
In the hood another up to no
that's designed by the other man

But who drink it like
One an' on, till the stores 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
Same man, drinkin' time
They be hard as hell
An' don't a damn
But still be a to the liquor man