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' here, we poppin' gold bottles
Tell me why my wrist look like gold bottles
Shit my neck look like some gold bottles
One thing about them ho, love them gold bottles
Extendos for my foes they pop like gold

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

ARs over here, they pop like gold
47s over here, they pop like gold
no bitches in your section, you got no bottles
Nigga we winnin' over here, we gold bottles
Tell me why my wrist look them gold bottles
Shit around my neck look like some gold
One thing about them ho, they them gold bottles
Extendos for my foes pop like gold bottles

Fuckin' 'em like a scene, I got my and my word
Only thing we celebrate is the first and the third
No True Religion
piece new edition
I moved them like magician
Then went and copped new
Them bucket on my table
Pop shit like I'm Jaybo
My nigga when I say so
Chichi forget the yayo
I'm in my spaceship on Bank Head, told that bitch I'm on
I want that heavenly head, I her get me that halo
If it's ever a issue, that big gone like a whistle
If you come in my section tonight your gone miss you
Off three off in public, that boy was the bread
Had to call that boy Flipper they a hole in his head