Luyện nghe bài hát Bottles & Up

Yeah, Storch
That's I'm talkin' about, my nigga
Bottles & up, BS up, nigga?
Bottles & up, no's and G's

in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas dance 'cause we all gettin' high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the
Keep money till the day that I die

Bottles in the air, middle to the sky
My don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high
in the waist, two-steppin' on the side
Keep gettin' money the day that I die

The club, shorty get buck
The club, G's roll up
The club, it out get drunk
The club, act wild, it up

Introducin' the nemesis, you've of me
Into the rebel, the legend, the the party took me to a new level
I'm a bad motherfucka, colored, illuminatin'
Roll up to the joint and the girls love it, the niggas it

Unstoppable, myself to get cheddar
Incredible with these lyrics, I'm only gettin'
I'm on a sour, my niggas, we poppin' man
Don't want no bottles for niggas, you to lose, man

Buyin' bottles for brodies, you know nothin', dawg
Crush you something later fo sho, she somethin' off
Soon as zino step through the door she got it off
Grab your and head to the floor, I'm callin' all the dawgs

Bottles in the air, fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance we all gettin' high
Semi in the waist, on the side
gettin' money till the day that I die

Bottles in the air, middle to the sky
My niggas don't dance we all gettin' high
in the waist, two-steppin' on the side
Keep money till the day that I die

The club, what get buck
The club, real G's up
The club, fight it out get
The club, act wild, it up

This one's for my niggas got felonies, we's at the bar
Throwin' Hypno and Henesie, she with the hulk
We continue to roll and blow the trees
an ounce in the club, lookin' for sour D's

Plus downin' bottles of bub like it was ice tea, bottles & up
if you like me, you got keys [unverified]
Fellin' lucky like a Celtics clover, lil' spit, lil'
Now the game is over, I'm on a ain't finished until I'm done

Make the move wild like I'm bustin' the gun
Everybody hallucinatin', set it off
callin' security, now it's

Bottles in the air, fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin'
Semi in the waist, on the side
Keep gettin' money the day that I die

in the air, middle fingers to the sky
My niggas don't 'cause we all gettin' high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the
Keep gettin' till the day that I die

The club, what get buck
The club, G's roll up
The club, fight it out get
The club, act wild, it up
(Bottles & up)

Apologies are never accepted, I'm on another
try to get me arrested because I'm so ghetto
So many victims of homicide for only thorough niggas
Who want to ride or die me

Poured a bottle out for who ain't here
niggas with numbers be gettin' mad years
I'm number 34, all the glory
I'm the truth like the 'E! True Hollywood Stories',

Zino of the city, I'm 'bout to lock it down
Silly rap get smacked, get it poppin' now
Big dawg and I dop it the
I'm in the with a code million debt on my chest

Bottles in the air, fingers to the sky
My niggas dance 'cause we all gettin' high
in the waist, two-steppin' on the side
Keep gettin' money the day that I die

Bottles in the air, fingers to the sky
My niggas don't dance 'cause we all high
Semi in the waist, two-steppin' on the
Keep money till the day that I die

The club, shorty what get
The club, G's roll up
The club, it out get drunk
The club, act wild, it up

& up
Boston get it
& up
MIA get it

& up
New get it poppin
& up
LA get it

& up
Philadelphia get it
& up
ATL keep it

& up
Chi-Town get it
& up

Zino, what up nigga
(Bottles & up)

(Bottles & up)