Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Eyes

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

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

1: French Montana]
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 like an eagle did it
Shootout the police like Siegel did it
Middle of the streets The Beatles did it
be in it when you leave, or they leave you in it
Ev-Everything gold ain't wood and glue
I killers fold for certain killas
your money right when the law costs
I seen my favorite rappers to cornballs
The best thing I did was let that pain hurt my
(Turn the pain music)
Turn the music millions, haaan
Got jerked my first deal, and I 'em "Suck a dick"
Once I made my first mil', I them "Fuck a brick"
Brick, by brick, 'til it's empire
L-l-lick by lick, gone a
Had to learn taxes, help you
If you own your masters, your classes turn to ashes
So hit the round table, it all up
Or get the brown bag, it all up
Call the bad bitches, 'em all up
the first, we can count it all up
Millionaire bitches, hit the up
(International superstar)

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

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

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

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