Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Eyes

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

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

[Verse 1: French
Yo,
Ayy, hit the game, put the in it
Go, go on tap veins, put the needle in it
I-I snatch you by your head an eagle did it
Shootout with the police Siegel did it
Middle of the streets like The did it
be in it when you leave, or they leave you in it
Ev-Everything that's gold ain't wood and
I seen killers fold for certain
Have your money when the law costs
I seen my favorite rappers turn to
The best thing I did was let that pain my feelings
(Turn the pain music)
Turn the music millions, haaan
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
L-l-lick by lick, gone a
Had to learn taxes, help you
If you don't own your masters, your turn to ashes
So hit the table, count it all up
Or get the bag, count it all up
Call the bad bitches, 'em all up
Come the first, we can it all up
Millionaire bitches, hit the up
(International superstar)

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

[Verse 2: Montana]
They kill 'em with success, toe tag ya up
N-n-name a Hollywood bitch I rag up
P-p-promise, the pressure turn to
The karma to commas
If the told you eye to eye
dreams in a bottle
The son of Pablo
out to Cabo, D.C. with a model
This Tammy from Miami, put her on the white like Sosa
and get a close up
I'm on the post like the forward
From the to the Tom Ford
Big up, the stick up
wanted me to hiccup
I copped the Bent' over
About to come and pick chick up
Gladiator music with Casino suits
Godfather trilogy, Al shootin'
This Benny Blanco 'fore he killed Carlito
This Larry Davis before he caught that Rico
Them calm streets, fleek
In the jungle, you holdin' hands in Palm Beach
We was climbin' fences, we was playin'
One for my bitches, naked on the trenches
boots, European suits
African diamonds, my niggas
My nigga son became my own son
The block I'm from, you need your own gun

[Verse 3:
Devil held me up, figured that I'd to God
Took my ground the pavement and aimed it at the stars
Swag drippin' by the liter, four ounce of
The game for the weak, go and play the church
Off the Mary Jane, pills, syrup, thick smoke,
Ridin' on these suckas that it
Ballin', took the whistle from the ref and made my own
From the pens, got my homie on the call
No work, money goes the mattress only
Hands clean, got youngins that'll back it for me
Really skatin' budget, conflict only
Made my vow to the game, boy, matrimony

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