Luyện nghe bài hát Alcoholic

[Intro: the Teen & Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

Aye, Pablo that shit (Yeah, haha, Pablo Juan)

1: Hoodrich Pablo Jaun]
Ain't got no feelings, I a million
Slayer, hustler, gangster, I'm a
Smoking gelato, get as the ceilin'
Frederick Douglass, yeah they say I be
Ice on my neck, I be
I want it all when cils in
in her mouth, she be grillin'
I'm Jackson in the Thriller
Yeah, I'm too real, I can't fuck with niggas
I got two forty forties, I ain't
I'm in New and I still got the pistol
30 bitches, I got four different
I make her suck on that dick, I kiss her
She let me hit from the back, I whip her
hunnits in my pocket got me crippled
Drinkin' straight out the bottle I miss her

[Hook: Dylan the
Wake up, I'm fuckin'
up, still fuckin' drinking
Do shit every weekend
I'm feeling so
And I feel like I it
I come on knee, and
I'm drinking away my
I'm just to be drinking
up, I'm fuckin' faded
Wake up, fuckin' drinking
up, I'm fuckin faded
Wake up, still fuckin'
Wake up, I'm faded
up, still fuckin' drinking
Wake up, I'm faded
Wake up, still fuckin

2: Dylan the Teen]
Rae Sremm in the speakers, we pour up more
Take a shot, this liquor's burning my
Taking shots and I have to drive home, but my fuckin' friends won't leave me alone
'Man up you lil pussy ass bitch, take the shot, we gotta this fifth
home, I get a text from my bitch, look down at it then I wreck the Civic
Look at bitches a lil fuckin' different, might try to get it, take another shot
Every fucking girl that walk right past me grabbin' my attention, there's another
Drinking bourbon 'til I fuckin'
Henny with the soda pop
Drinking 'til I get addicted, though, then I'm drinkin' I'm home alone
Throwing up I'm anorexic
Mixin' vodka 'til I call my
Get a twelve just to count my blessings, homie tellin' me to mix pills with it
Thought I wouldn't, but I did it
That same was when I got addicted
Mix the with my purple soda; smoke some weed, but just to hold me over
Getting up 'til it haunts my sleep, I can fuckin' see it in my dreams
Tryna make my life a movie screen, 'til these hit me with moving screens
And my homie, he been selling fiends, never thought that he would to me
I'm the just at seventeen, tell these rappers, "Come and ask me 'bout it"
Say you faded, bruh I doubt it
Gonna drink I'm fuckin' shouting
Gonna drink until I'm passin' out, all these rappers don't have clout
Get on Champs to get relevance
for a couple presidents
Takin' shots like I just a bet
My mind's fucked up, it's not

Dylan the Teen]
Wake up, I'm fuckin'
Wake up, fuckin' drinking
Do this every weekend
I'm so depleted
And I feel I need it
I on bended knee, and
I'm drinking away my
I'm just to be drinking
Wake up, I'm fuckin'
Wake up, fuckin' drinking
Wake up, I'm faded
Wake up, still fuckin'
Wake up, I'm fuckin
Wake up, fuckin' drinking
up, I'm fuckin faded
Wake up, still fuckin

[Verse 3: Youngboy Never Broke
Smokin' on when I wake up
Got a on my phone, run the cake up
Turns up, so that's why these hate us
up 'case a nigga try to play us
Through the city, ridin
Juggin on lean, never down, Ima go up
Don't let me in the tank, Ima blow up
I don't put two, I pour a four up
I'm the tech.... when I show up
Niggas, and these bitches, look around they know us
When I hop out the McLaren, the doors up
Spit it off the dome, fuck song, i ain't write nothin'

Dylan the Teen]
Wake up, I'm faded
Wake up, still fuckin'
Do this every weekend
I'm feeling so
And I like I need it
I come on knee, and
I'm drinking my feelings
I'm just to be drinking
up, I'm...