Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on that ass
Handcuff's up in ya
Hand-puppets make a holla
You should've jumped in that Impala
Refrigerators never seen ice
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the
Will make a flame a chinchilla
like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see food and I puppies
So give me that king
And I'll a shell
You that?
Well fuck 'em if he take it well
So crack the top off that hot, ale
And say "free young struggle" not making bail
He got by the feds
the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, how to spell
pull up to the gate
And we'll skate on country faggots
And until then, fuck 'em, they can it
means
Slum breed
raised with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a
I'm a head train wreck avalanche comin' down
Put your to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm whiskey in a now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now

Still on that gas
The bottom of my signature shoe, red
I'm on that ass Alabama did LSU
egg, oh lord
Bible Belt raised in mouth like a cold sore
Rolled Ford's? Nah roll tide and Chevy's
My momma joints
Smoke off of the tip
Daddies a rolling
I'm rolling in shit with pigs
In south
Who you with in the sticks?
hair weaves and air streams
Cigarette stained
Fuck, I can breathe
shotgun pellets
Out of my fuckin' chili
But am I a billy? No!
I am the behind these fuckin' illusionist
redneck, you about as red as the color blue is
Call me a redneck, and I just it
Because of the abuse and I use it as in music

So, put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a pin trigger now
I'm a landslide
I'm a head case train wreck comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready party
I'm in a bottle now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm in a bottle now

Still on that like
John Deeres yard is already cut
You can't get no here, uh
You fags it was swag you was stealing
It turns out I got no
years of street smarts
So you go retards
Come hit bulls eye
I'll give you three
One, my last flopped
Two, it wasn't my
Three, my fuckin' mama's my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm whiskey in a now)
Fuckin' right, I'm
I'm three, I'm not a child who plays with rap to get a piece
clap, for no MC who's wack
Then get a slap
Fuck out my car and I'm in a Caprice
I'm Jack sippin'
Whippin' wheels
Truck on
Illegal to ball
But dammit how it feels
Drop black card
Park in the
Baby fire up the
It's party

Put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a
I'm a head case train wreck comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready party
I'm in a bottle now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now