Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on ass like
up in ya like
Hand-puppets a mute 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 and I hush puppies
So me that king crap
And I'll a shell
You that?
Well fuck 'em if he don't take it
So crack the top off hot, shaking 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, learn how to
pull up to the gate
And we'll skate on these country
And until then, 'em, they can have it
Slumerican
Slum American
raised with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put hands to the sky
I'm a in the barrel with a hair pin trigger now
I'm a landslide
I'm a case train wreck avalanche comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready party
I'm whiskey in a now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now

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

So, put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel a hair pin trigger now
I'm a landslide
I'm a head case 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

on that grass like
John Deeres this is already cut
You get no work here, uh
You fags thought it was swag you was
It out I got no peers
Just years of smarts
So here you go
Come hit bulls eye
give you three darts
One, my album flopped
Two, it my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm whiskey in a now)
right, I'm aged
I'm dirty three, I'm not a child who plays rap to get a piece
Don't clap, for no MC who's
get a free slap
Fuck out my car and I'm smashed in a
I'm Jack still
wood wheels
Truck on
Illegal to play
But dammit how good it
Drop that card
Park in the
Baby up the grill
It's time

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