Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

Pussy niggas see you dead
'Cause pussy niggas never see the bread
bottles and the gold chains
Ho swallowin' my name (Rozay)
I got some niggas slide for me
In other words, niggas to die for me
hand for the styrofoam
My right hand this Calico
I gave my shone a loan
That bitch's mouth made the roll
a cold world, meanin' no love
Down to do work, nigga, no
got me 2 birds from 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 gold or you ridin' 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 think he a wire
hard ball and they hit it, call 'em Mark McGwire
I'm meeting up Pele Migo, that's my ese
He ain't ever have a private jet, but work on
My wrist the magic, Quavo Hardaway
3,000 birds in the air, I call it
I was nothin', turned into somethin', these want me
I came from the bando, lot of bags, but no
up in the foreign, that's the trunk where the motor be
Bottles in that VIP, out the camera, Spike Lee

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

32 bricks of gold, Malone
Lookin' at my Breitling, it got stones
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)
Walkin' around with that sack, no 6, walking with a 50
It's gang, QC the label
niggas better get with it
After my show, I'm on top of your ho, nigga bitches titties
around the globe
I was told not to my soul
For the price of and never fold
Had to jump behind the
A nigga takin' chains,
24k on my toes, my Maison Margiela's, rose gold
and dabbin', I trap in the rain, sleet, or snow

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

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

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

bottles and the gold chains
Wearin' from the cocaine
Boil kilo in the
drug dealer on the car lot