Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Eyes

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

You lured me in with whiskey eyes
You tell me things, I know they're all
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 streets The Beatles did it
Can't be in it you leave, or they leave you in it
Ev-Everything that's gold ain't wood and
I seen killers for certain killas
Have your money right the law costs
I seen my favorite rappers to cornballs
The best I did was let that pain hurt my feelings
(Turn the pain music)
the music into millions, haaan
Got my first deal, and I told 'em "Suck a dick"
I made my first mil', I told them "Fuck a brick"
Brick, brick by brick, 'til empire
L-l-lick by lick, a sleepwire
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 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 they're all lies
I'll fall, fall for you
And there's I can't 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 turn to diamonds
The karma to commas
If the told you eye to eye
Seeing dreams in a
The son of Pablo
out to Cabo, D.C. with a model
This Tammy Miami, put her face on the white like Sosa
Come and get a up
I'm on the post like the power
From the hoodies to the Tom
Big up, f-for the up
They wanted me to
I the Bent' over sticker
About to come and your chick up
Gladiator theme music Casino suits
Godfather trilogy, Al shootin'
that Benny Blanco 'fore he killed Carlito
This that Larry Davis before he caught that
calm streets, Teflon fleek
In the jungle, while you hands in Palm Beach
We was climbin' fences, we was benches
One for my bitches, naked on the trenches
European boots, European
African diamonds, my niggas
My Chinx son became my own son
The block where I'm from, you your own gun

3: Chinx]
Devil me up, figured that I'd convert to God
Took my ground from the pavement and aimed it at the
Swag drippin' by the liter, four ounce of
The game for the weak, go and play the church
Off the Mary Jane, pills, syrup, smoke, coughing
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 goes 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 with whiskey eyes
You tell me things, I know they're all
I'll fall, fall for you
And nothin' I can't do