Luyện nghe bài hát Gold Bottles

ARs over here, they pop like bottles
47s over here, pop like gold bottles
Ain't no in your section, you got no bottles
Nigga we winnin' over here, we poppin' gold
Tell me why my wrist like them gold bottles
Shit around my neck look like some gold
One thing about them ho, they love them gold
for my foes they pop like gold bottles

Motherfuck all y'all niggas, yeah, y'all I was over
a fuck about this rap shit, really done it with soda
Got me booked in your city, then one happy promoter
a fuck if it Dade County, B-more or Dakota
My told me to cook it, yeah you know it was over
See I didn't wait no time, I went and whipped me a
Heavy in that new pussy just a new Maserati
Talkin' wax on wax off just I'm Mr. Miyagi
Don't make her light up big boy like that scene off of Belly
Run with them lunatics, dirty and G like they
I a mil on my hood, I'm like fuck a Bugatti
But when you get your first mil they think that you

ARs over here, they pop gold bottles
47s over here, pop like gold bottles
Ain't no in your section, you got no bottles
Nigga we over here, we poppin' gold bottles
Tell me why my wrist like them gold bottles
Shit around my neck look some gold bottles
One thing about them ho, they love gold bottles
Extendos for my foes they pop like bottles

Fuckin' 'em a scene, I got my balls and my word
Only thing we celebrate is the first and the third
No jeans True
piece new edition
I moved shits like magician
Then and copped new edition
Them bucket on my table
Pop them shit I'm Jaybo
My nigga when I say so
Chichi don't forget the
I'm in my spaceship on Bank Head, told that bitch I'm on
I want that head, I told her get me that halo
If ever a issue, that big gone blow like a whistle
If you in my section tonight your nigga gone miss you
Off three off in public, that boy was holdin' the
Had to that boy Flipper they left a hole in his head