Luyện nghe bài hát Bar Code

The drunken funk'n has
Let's it back to the old school one time y'all, uhh
Ya fucking with me? Damn right y'all with us boy
(Shot glass, ha it drunk)
Alkaholiks, say
(Yo Tash, smack these up!)

With my Alkaholiks style still of age
Free as a the beer fly on stage
Ain't here for no just to say a lil' somethin
A nigga like CaTash'll get motherfucker pumpin'

I walk with a bop that make the cops shine
And I ain't drunk shit, I'm still from last night
That's y'all, the Alkahol be spitting
through bitches

I a lot of ale, smoke a lot of L's a day
Got kegs in my room and of hay
Twenty-five roaches piled in my
Some like it slow live the fast way

All the ladies know I'm and nas-tay
I the rap life like my nigga Tash say
I down the brew, never half way
I'm back and forth to the bar in the Likwid

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
When I sip, you sip, we sip now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, to the bar y'all

Now put yo' to yo' lips
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, to the bar y'all
Back, and, to the bar y'all

They say one man's trash is the next man's
Next man pain be the other pleasure
Whatever you drink ma we bought the bar out
cats to call out, who wan' fall out?

Worst scenario walking, I hate talking
Do the thing, let your dogs start barking
the bass yeah who keep you laced
With Hennessey to the face, tequila with no

Liks bang kicks, kick dirt on
Fucking smoked out rappers y'all for hits
I just drop my shit, never serving
Everything bump the two-way versions

I'm the West coast Julius Earving, through the worst
starving to death and dying of thirst
Come through, bring a girl, double the fun bitch
'Cause two heads is better one, so let's go

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, to the bar y'all

So, if Tash die tonight, rap don't owe me shit
I done did it all homey off blood sweat and (yes)
Spit-zophrenic off about a a gallon
Of that strong shit that make me think like Ray Allen

Profiling in the beat-up ass bucket like it
I make this car look good
Knock on wood, on MC's just for practice
'Cause y'all niggaz can't with these drunken-ass tactics

We stompin', romping
With the bumpkin rhymes keep the b-boys jumping
Saying ho, ladies ow
Get it now front row wipe that brew from your

and malt liquor go down the same pipe
You drink us you probably piss in the bed the same night
You throwing up on clothes no hoes fo' sho'
Now you on your back pointing at the sky with your

Now put yo' to yo' lips
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, forth to the bar

Now put yo' bottles to yo'
I sip, you sip, we sip altogether now
Back, and, forth to the bar
Back, and, to the bar y'all