Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

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

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

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

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

32 bricks of gold, Karl
Lookin' at my Breitling, it got VS-1
Lately lot of you niggas been rockin'
'bout you on the block, Macaulay Culkin, home alone
Takin' a trip to go up that pack and we pull up in Bentleys (pullin' up)
Walkin' around with that sack, no 6, nigga walking a 50
Migo gang, QC the label
fuck niggas better get it
After my show, I'm on top of your ho, autographin' bitches titties
Travelin' around the
I was told not to my soul
For the price of fame and fold
Had to behind the internet
A nigga 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' or you're goin' home?
You goin' gold or you chrome?

Drug deala, gotta keep the 9
You scary just like "Thriller", thinkin' about buyin' a
Finessin' the for the work
I cross him over, no
Sippin' Rose the day I had a court date
Tried to fuck lil mama, I really like no foreplay
all that shit, I'll 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
watchin' a nigga like Blu-Ray
You talkin' 'bout that blow but you can't be in the kitchen
Whippin' up Alicia
You say that you got the big money, but really your money is sesame
I got bitch named Valerie, she bring me bricks from 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 half or the whole
You goin' or you're goin' home?
You goin' gold or you chrome?

Black and the gold chains
gold from the cocaine
Boil kilo in the
drug dealer on the car lot