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?

Pussy niggas wanna see you
'Cause pussy niggas never see the bread
Black bottles and the chains
Ho swallowin' my whole (Rozay)
I got niggas that'll slide for me
In words, niggas there to die for me
Left for the styrofoam
My right hand keep Calico
I gave my shone a loan
bitch's mouth made the honor roll
It's a cold world, no love
to do work, nigga, no gloves
Just got me 2 birds ol' boy
I always out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate your out on the dinner table

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

Migos! out the bando with a 4-5
My mama me get money and stay alive (mama!)
I can't make the deal, I he wearing a wire
hard ball and they hit it, call 'em Mark McGwire
I'm up with Pele Migo, that's my ese
He ain't have a private jet, but work on runways
My wrist whip the magic, Hardaway
3,000 in the air, I call it Andre
I was nothin', into somethin', these bitches want me
I from 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 hard or you're goin' home?
You goin' gold or you chrome?

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

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

Drug deala, gotta keep the 9
You scary like "Thriller", thinkin' about buyin' a buildin'
Finessin' the for the work
I him over, no dribble
Rose after the day I had a court date
Tried to fuck lil mama, I really like no foreplay
Talkin' all that shit, put a price all on your toupee
I hit him in the mouth, he thought he had a damn
Both of you are too fake
They watchin' a nigga like
You talkin' 'bout that blow but you can't be in the kitchen
up Alicia Keys
You say you got the big money, but really your money is sesame seeds
I got this bitch Valerie, she bring me bricks from Sicily
My neck is flooded and my cup is mudded
The streets made me a villain, out that bowl, I made a

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

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