Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Eyes

[Intro:
We deal anybody else
(Rock party)
We cannot deal what anybody else is sayin'
I'm a mothafuckin' boy
1, 2, 3
I'm a mothafuckin' boy

You lured me in those whiskey eyes
You tell me things, I they're all lies
I'll fall, I'll for you
And there's nothin' I do

[Verse 1: French
Yo,
Ayy, hit the game, put the in it
Go, go on tap your veins, put the in it
I-I you by your head like an eagle did it
Shootout with the police Siegel did it
Middle of the like The Beatles did it
Can't be in it when you leave, or they you in it
Ev-Everything that's gold wood and glue
I seen fold for certain killas
Have your money when the law costs
I seen my favorite turn to cornballs
The best thing I did was let pain hurt my feelings
(Turn the pain music)
Turn the music into millions,
Got jerked my deal, and I told 'em "Suck a dick"
Once I made my first mil', I them "Fuck a brick"
Brick, brick by brick, 'til it's
by lick, gone a sleepwire
Had to taxes, help you relax
If you don't own your masters, your classes turn to
So hit the table, count it all up
Or get the brown bag, it all up
Call the bad bitches, 'em all up
Come the first, we can it all up
bitches, hit the mall up
(International superstar)

You me in with those whiskey eyes
You tell me things, I know all lies
fall, I'll fall for you
And nothin' I can't do

[Verse 2: Montana]
said kill 'em with success, toe tag ya up
N-n-name a Hollywood I ain't rag up
P-p-promise, the pressure to diamonds
The karma to commas
If the told you eye to eye
Seeing dreams in a
The other son of
Trips out to Cabo, D.C. with a
Tammy from Miami, put her face on the white like Sosa
and get a close up
I'm on the post like the power
From the hoodies to the Tom
Big up, the stick up
They me to hiccup
I the Bent' over sticker
About to come and pick your up
theme music with Casino suits
Godfather trilogy, Al Pacino
This that Benny Blanco 'fore he Carlito
This that Larry before he caught that Rico
calm streets, Teflon fleek
In the jungle, while you holdin' in Palm Beach
We was climbin' fences, we was playin'
One time for my bitches, on the trenches
boots, European suits
African diamonds, my shinin'
My nigga son became my own son
The block I'm from, you need your own gun

3: Chinx]
Devil held me up, that I'd convert to God
Took my ground from the and aimed it at the stars
Swag drippin' by the liter, four of purp'
The game for the weak, go and play the church
Off the Mary Jane, pills, syrup, smoke, coughing
Ridin' on these suckas opposed it
Ballin', took the from the ref and made my own calls
From the pens, got my on the phone call
No work, money under the mattress only
Hands clean, got some that'll back it for me
Really skatin' budget, conflict only
Made my vow to the game, boy, that's

You lured me in those whiskey eyes
You tell me things, I know they're all
I'll fall, fall for you
And there's I can't do