Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Eyes

[Intro:
We cannot anybody 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 tell me things, I know all lies
fall, I'll fall for you
And there's I can't do

1: French Montana]
Yo,
Ayy, hit the game, put the in it
Go, go on tap your veins, put the in it
I-I snatch you by your head like an did it
with the police like Siegel did it
Middle of the like The Beatles did it
be in it when you leave, or they leave you in it
Ev-Everything that's ain't wood and glue
I killers fold for certain killas
your money right 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)
the music into millions, haaan
Got my first deal, and I told 'em "Suck a dick"
Once I my first mil', I told them "Fuck a brick"
Brick, brick by brick, it's empire
L-l-lick by lick, a sleepwire
Had to learn taxes, help you
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
the first, we can count it all up
Millionaire bitches, hit the up
(International superstar)

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

[Verse 2: French
They said 'em with success, toe tag ya up
a Hollywood bitch I ain't rag up
P-p-promise, the pressure to diamonds
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 Tammy Miami, put her face on the white like Sosa
Come and get a up
I'm on the post like the forward
the hoodies to the Tom Ford
Big up, f-for the up
They me to hiccup
I the Bent' over sticker
About to come and your chick up
Gladiator theme music with Casino
Godfather trilogy, Al Pacino
This that Benny Blanco 'fore he Carlito
This that Larry Davis before he caught Rico
Them calm streets, Teflon
In the jungle, while you holdin' in Palm Beach
We was climbin' fences, we was playin'
One time for my bitches, naked on the
European boots, suits
African diamonds, my shinin'
My nigga Chinx son my own son
The where 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 pavement and it at the stars
Swag drippin' by the liter, four ounce of
The game ain't for the weak, go and 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
the pens, got my homie on the phone call
No work, money under the mattress only
Hands clean, got some that'll back it for me
Really skatin' budget, diamonds only
Made my vow to the game, boy, that's

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