Luyện nghe bài hát Cicagrettes & Liquor

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

[Verse
I got little soldiers lined up in a row
you want one homie? Man, psst, here you go
Killin' myself, I as well kill you
Matter of fact, second thought, go ahead and two
My and my breath smellin' like straight doo doo
A years from now I'm gonna sound like Guru
I don't what to do
I really to quit
Teeth so yellow could butter up some grits
I quit, it's the celebrity and fame
The stress and the from the whole rap game
Look, I know it's lame, but your excuse man?
Credit card, late, wife found a new man?
I
We all got our
You kill yourself and you hope that'll solve '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
Smoke a stress blunt, he chase it with some E&J
Drinkin', smokin' and it might stunt your
But he's 6'4" and he's doin' both
So all you want
Go cigarette
And cancer get ass, don't go cryin' like a baby
chemo, radiation man, it ain't no fun
You get yo ass the patch or some Nicorette gum

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

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