Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

Pussy niggas wanna see you
'Cause them niggas never see the bread
Black bottles and the gold
Ho swallowin' my whole (Rozay)
I got some that'll slide for me
In other words, niggas to die for me
hand for the styrofoam
My right hand keep this
I my shone a student loan
That bitch's made the honor roll
It's a world, meanin' no love
to do work, nigga, no gloves
Just got me 2 birds ol' boy
I look out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate your bitch out on the table

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

Migos! out the bando with a 4-5
My mama told me get and stay alive (mama!)
I can't make the deal, I he wearing a wire
Pitching hard ball and they hit it, call 'em Mark
I'm up with Pele Migo, that's my ese
He ain't ever have a jet, but work on runways
My wrist whip the magic, Quavo
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
Pull up in the foreign, that's the trunk where the be
Bottles in that VIP, out the camera, Spike Lee

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

32 bricks of gold, Karl
Lookin' at my Breitling, it got stones
Lately lot of you been rockin' rhinestones
Talkin' 'bout you on the block, Culkin, home alone
Takin' a to go pick up that pack and we pull up in Bentleys (pullin' up)
Walkin' with that sack, no 6, nigga walking with a 50
It's gang, QC the label
fuck niggas better get it
After my show, I'm on top of your ho, nigga autographin' bitches
Travelin' around the
I was told not to sell my
For the price of fame and fold
Had to jump behind the
A takin' chains, Debo
24k on my toes, my Maison Margiela's, they gold
Trappin' and dabbin', I trap in the rain, sleet, or

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

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

bottles and the gold chains
Want the half or the whole
You goin' hard or you're goin'
You goin' gold or you chrome?

Black and the gold chains
Wearin' gold from the
Boil in the crockpot
drug dealer on the car lot