Luyện nghe bài hát Beer Bottle Up

(Laughing)
Yeah,
Comeon Homeboy, it up
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh x2

Afroman, H, Double C
OG, Checking in the double tree

Colt 45, No
Cops me trouble, but they still don't trouble me
Hit the lights, my rights
Fly somewhere, anywhere, anywhere, I really don't
Run up in the club, grab me a (Oh)
Waitress keep them 'a coming (burp)
Hah, come easy go, fuck what you talking bout?
I don't know, Shutup bitch, I'm in my own
the music up, and leave me alone
Put hands up if you're with me (ooh)
the bartender, 'a hit me (Buch-ach!)

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Take to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh)
You know morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh)
But tonight, since you don't care, put beer bottle in the air

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The hungry hustler, Afroman, That fool
Fatso and Payne, Drinking brew
Drinking brew, taking blunts to the
Palms in the air, cause it's a Palmdale
Everybody in the crowd, put beer in the air (uh)
If you're real short, up in a chair (uh)
If you ain't quite, fucked up yet, smoke you a cigarette
Keep a beer, in your hand, a swig every chance you can
If you feel the urge, go and burp, chill for a minute
Then a slurp, Drink slow homie, don't want the bottle
To get all foamy, moving, grooving, around
Bottle in the air, it down.

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Take shots to the head, pick em up, put em (uh)
You know tomorrow morning, your head's pound (Oh)
But tonight, you don't care, put your beer bottle in the air

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Throw it in the trash, drop it on the
Stagger to the bar, get another
If you got of money, than share
I'm sure another alcoholic will
Smoke a sweet, to the beat, if it's
Put it on the beat, gotta alot fun before you get too old
Lock the door, to room, drown everybody out with the boom
Stereo blasting as hell, cellphone calls go to your voicemail
Take a little time out for
Cause Afroman is good for your

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shots to the head, pick em up, put em down (uh)
You tomorrow morning, your head's gonna pound (Oh)
But tonight, you don't care, put your beer bottle in the air

(Chorus 2x)