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 keep spendin' on and liquor
and liquor
Cigarettes and
Run out and get yo
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Cigarettes and
Everybody's on
and liquor
Cigarettes and
and liquor
go get yo
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody they
and liquor

[Verse
I got twenty little soldiers up in a row
you want one homie? Man, psst, here you go
Killin' myself, I as well kill you
Matter of fact, thought, go ahead and take two
My hands and my breath smellin' like doo doo
A couple years from now I'm gonna like Guru
I don't what to do
I really need to
Teeth so yellow could butter up some grits
I can't quit, it's the and fame
The stress and the strain the whole rap game
Look, I know it's lame, but what's your man?
Credit card, rent late, wife found a new
I
We all got our
You kill yourself slowly and you hope that'll 'em
It's in my genes man, my tree
My mother smoke, my smoke, a canidate for me
My little brother, he smokin' since the fourth grade
a stress blunt, then he chase it with some E&J
Drinkin', and it might stunt your growth
But he's 6'4" and he's doin' both
So all you want
Go crazy
And get your ass, don't go cryin' like a baby
Cause chemo, man, it ain't no fun
You better get yo ass the or some Nicorette gum

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

[Verse
Now have you ever faded, intoxicated
Woke up at the crib and wondered how you it?
Late to the job cause you so
You in at noon and try to masquerade it
Like, "Awe man, I'm under the weather."
But your co-workers laughin' cause all know better
You got a
And shit it ain't
You're not quite drunk, but you sho' ain't
warrior
Should have ate Wheaties
Night Fever gave your ass the Bee Gees/B.G.s
Or guts
Stomach all up
Head like you caught a Mike Tyson uppercut
You up
Get shit together
You can't keep doin' bullshit forever
Runnin' to the bathroom five minutes
Every time that you throw up, you claimin' that you
Then you swear you to quit
But as soon as come
It's to get lit
Tequilla shots, drops, dancin' on the table tops
You know when you're drunk?

When you say not
"I ain't faded, why is trippin'?"
Pulled your pee pee out on the floor and started pissin'
And you call yourself a man
You one step from a twelve step program