Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

Black bottles and the chains
Want the or the whole thing?
You goin' or you're goin' home?
You goin' or you ridin' chrome?

niggas wanna see you dead
'Cause them niggas never see the bread
Black bottles and the gold
Ho my whole name (Rozay)
I got some that'll slide for me
In other words, there to die for me
Left for the styrofoam
My right hand this Calico
I my shone a student loan
That mouth made the honor roll
It's a world, meanin' no love
Down to do work, nigga, no
Just got me 2 from ol' boy
I always out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate your bitch out on the dinner

Black bottles and the chains
the half or the whole thing?
You goin' hard or you're home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

Migos! Walkin' out the bando a 4-5
My mama me get money and stay alive (mama!)
I can't the deal, I think he wearing a wire
Pitching hard ball and hit it, call 'em Mark McGwire
I'm meeting up with Pele Migo, my ese
He ain't have a private jet, but work on runways
My wrist the magic, Quavo Hardaway
3,000 in the air, I call it Andre
I was nothin', turned into somethin', bitches want me
I came the bando, lot of bags, but no groceries
Pull up in the foreign, that's the trunk the motor be
Bottles in that VIP, bring out the camera, Lee

Black bottles and the gold
the half or the whole thing?
You goin' hard or you're home?
You goin' gold or you ridin'

32 bricks of gold, Malone
Lookin' at my Breitling, it got VS-1
Lately lot of you been rockin' rhinestones
'bout you on the block, Macaulay Culkin, home alone
Takin' a to go pick up that pack and we pull up in Bentleys (pullin' up)
around with that sack, no 6, nigga walking with a 50
It's Migo gang, QC the
fuck niggas better get it
After my show, I'm on top of your ho, autographin' bitches titties
Travelin' the globe
I was told not to sell my
For the of fame and never fold
Had to jump the internet
A nigga chains, Debo
24k on my toes, my Maison Margiela's, they rose
Trappin' and dabbin', I in the rain, sleet, or snow

Black bottles and the chains
Want the half or the thing?
You hard or you're goin' home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

Drug deala, keep the 9 milla
You scary just like "Thriller", thinkin' buyin' a buildin'
Finessin' the plug for the
I cross him over, no
Sippin' Rose after the day I had a court
to fuck lil mama, I don't really like no foreplay
Talkin' all that shit, I'll put a price all on your
I hit him in the mouth, he thought he had a toothache
Both of you niggas are too
They a nigga like Blu-Ray
You talkin' 'bout that blow but you can't be in the kitchen
Whippin' up Keys
You say you got the big money, but really your money is sesame seeds
I got this bitch named Valerie, she bring me bricks Sicily
My neck is flooded and my cup is mudded
The streets made me a villain, out bowl, I made a million

Black bottles and the chains
Want the or the whole thing?
You goin' hard or goin' home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

bottles and the gold chains
Wearin' gold the cocaine
kilo in the crockpot
'Nother drug on the car lot