Luyện nghe bài hát Cicagrettes & Liquor

Crackers, beaners, gooks,
we all got in common? Ha!
Cigarettes and
The might kill ya or sclerosis of the liver
But we still spendin' on cigarettes and liquor
and liquor
Cigarettes and
Run out and get yo
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody's on
and liquor
Cigarettes and
and liquor
go get yo
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Cigarettes and
need they
Cigarettes and

One]:
I got little soldiers lined up in a row
What you want one Man, psst, here you go
Killin' myself, I might as kill you
Matter of fact, second thought, go ahead and two
My hands and my breath like straight doo doo
A couple from now I'm gonna sound like Guru
I know what to do
I need to quit
Teeth so yellow they could butter up some
I can't quit, it's the celebrity and
The stress and the strain from the rap game
Look, I know it's lame, but what's your man?
card, rent late, wife found a new man?
I
We all got our
You kill slowly and you hope that'll solve 'em
It's in my man, my family tree
My mother smoke, my father smoke, a for me
My little brother, he been smokin' since the fourth
Smoke a stress blunt, then he it with some E&J
Drinkin', and it might stunt your growth
But he's 6'4" and been doin' both
So smoke all you
Go crazy
And cancer get your ass, don't go like a baby
Cause chemo, radiation man, it no fun
You better get yo ass the patch or Nicorette gum

Crackers, beaners, gooks,
we all got in common? Ha!
Cigarettes and
The cancer might ya or sclerosis of the liver
But we still keep spendin' on and liquor
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
Run out and get yo
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody's on
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Cigarettes and
go get yo
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody they
Cigarettes and

[Verse
Now have you ever been faded,
Woke up at the crib and how you made it?
Late to the job you so faded
You walk in at and try to masquerade it
Like, "Awe man, I'm under the weather."
But co-workers laughin' cause they all know better
You got a
And it ain't over
not quite drunk, but you sho' ain't sober
Weekend
have ate your Wheaties
Sunday Night gave your ass the Bee Gees/B.G.s
Or bubble
Stomach all up
Head feelin' like you caught a Mike Tyson
You up
Get your shit
You can't keep doin' this bullshit
Runnin' to the bathroom every minutes
Every time that you throw up, you that you finished
Then you you bout to quit
But as soon as Friday
It's to get lit
Tequilla shots, lemon drops, dancin' on the table
You know when really drunk?

you say you're not
"I faded, why is everybody trippin'?"
your pee pee out on the dance floor and started pissin'
And you call yourself a man
You one step away from a step program