Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

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

An' oh, lemme tell you 'bout
He seventeen, lookin' 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, watch Shorty get
Year year
While he's thinkin' it's
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 mad, I know what he about
just a slave to the bottle an' the can
'Cause his man, the malt liquor man

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

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

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
the fuck is you drinkin'?

He don't but it flow
Out the in a cup
He it gettin' fucked 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 rearranged
Serve it to the homies an' they're
To do without a
Beside what's inside, on the label

They drink it thinkin' it's
But they sell that shit
In the neighborhood, exposin' the plan
They get mad at me, I
slaves to the liquor man

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

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

Back to my homeboy
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 yellin' is
kickin' in yo back
How many times you seen
A black a black
drinkin' down a bottle
Or a malt six-pack

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

But who it like water
One an' on, till the reorder it
cry broke 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' another
They be hard as hell
An' don't a damn
But still be a sucker to the man