Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Eyes

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

You lured me in with those eyes
You tell me things, I know they're all
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 veins, put the needle in it
I-I you by your head like an eagle did it
Shootout the police like Siegel did it
Middle of the streets like The did it
Can't be in it when you leave, or they you in it
Ev-Everything that's ain't wood and glue
I seen killers fold for certain
Have your money right when the law
I seen my favorite rappers turn to
The best thing I did was let that hurt my feelings
(Turn the pain music)
Turn the music into millions,
Got jerked my first deal, and I 'em "Suck a dick"
I made my first mil', I told them "Fuck a brick"
Brick, brick by brick, it's empire
by lick, gone a sleepwire
Had to learn taxes, help you
If you don't own your masters, your classes to ashes
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 lured me in with those whiskey
You tell me things, I they're all lies
fall, I'll fall for you
And there's nothin' I do

2: French Montana]
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 karma to commas
If the block you eye to eye
Seeing dreams in a
The son of Pablo
out to Cabo, D.C. with a model
This Tammy from Miami, put her face on the like Sosa
Come and get a up
I'm on the post the power forward
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 pick your up
Gladiator theme with Casino suits
trilogy, Al Pacino shootin'
This that Benny 'fore he killed Carlito
that Larry Davis before he caught that Rico
Them calm streets, fleek
In the jungle, while you holdin' in Palm Beach
We was climbin' fences, we was benches
One time for my bitches, naked on the
European boots, suits
African diamonds, my shinin'
My nigga son became my own son
The block where I'm from, you need own gun

[Verse 3:
held me up, figured that I'd convert to God
Took my ground from the pavement and it at the stars
Swag by the liter, four ounce of purp'
The ain't for the weak, go and play the church
Off the Jane, pills, syrup, thick smoke, coughing
Ridin' on suckas that opposed it
Ballin', the whistle from the ref and made my own calls
From the pens, got my homie on the call
No work, money goes under the mattress
Hands clean, got some youngins back it for me
Really skatin' budget, conflict only
Made my vow to the game, boy, matrimony

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