Luyện nghe bài hát Bring My Bottles

If you in VIP
And you ain't no money get the fuck out
We need them bottles. Sparkle

Say you ballin', boy, we need the proof
We be two steppin', mix the with the juice
Me, I know what to do to get 'em loose
Me, I just what to do to get 'em loose
Shorty I'm trickin' cause she got a pair of shoes
I was just stuntin', man, this here confused
Me, I know what to do to get 'em loose
Me, I know what to do to get 'em loose

Fuck you know 'bout down a brick?
Your main ho always think you around a bitch
up a pack and I ain't look back since '96
Since then I've addicted to designer shit
Chopper in the parkin' lot, I'm find a lick
Come up on a pounds, that's my kind of rich
Independent, I don't need no with me
I do everything quickly, don't me? Ask 50
I got for these hoes, can't no broke bitch trick me
And can fit a hundred in these navy blue Dickies

I up and my car ain't got no roof (Fuck with me)
All these say that I'm the truth (Fuck with me)
I just what to do to get 'em loose (Fuck with me)
Can you please my bottles to my booth? (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my (Where my bottles?)
Can you please bring my to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I know what to do to get 'em loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you bring my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?)

Hundred bottles the sparklers, light it up
Bottles in the air, them niggas buyin' cups (Get some money ho)
Louis the 13th, I drink rich shit
Turn one into two quick, I do with the bricks
Extra clip on my hip, all my niggas with the
It's the Unit in bitch, I'm 50 rich, now who you with?
G UNIT, lazy don't want to pop no bottles
Yayo keep sayin', "Nigga, a thousand dollars"
She must don't plan on stayin' if she swallow
DM'd her friend on Instagram and told bitch to holler
Dopeboy, bitch, I playin', I fuck with guala
And I don't fuck with rappers, honest
I fuck them strippers, be at Onyx
Them starlets and them les hoes, your is garbage
Them King of bitches, ain't they gorgeous?
Drop head and I'm sittin' on Forgi's

I pull up and my car ain't got no roof (Fuck me)
All these say that I'm the truth (Fuck with me)
I know just what to do to get 'em loose (Fuck me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my (Fuck with me)
Can you please bring my bottles to my (Where my bottles?)
Can you please my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?)
I just what to do to get 'em loose (Where my bottles?)
Can you please my bottles to my booth? (Where my bottles?)

It's the Unit, man. We back. Buck
Cashville, Ten a key, nigga.