Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on that ass
Handcuff's up in ya
make a mute holla
You should've jumped in that Impala
Refrigerators seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the
Will make a flame grab a
Quite the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see and I hush puppies
So give me that king
And I'll break a
You that?
Well fuck 'em if he don't it well
So the top off that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" not making bail
He got by the feds
Fuck the cops! an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, how to spell
I'll pull up to the
And skate on these country faggots
And until then, 'em, they can have it
Slumerican
Slum breed
Gutter with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin now
I'm a landslide
I'm a head case train 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

on that gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, red
I'm on ass like Alabama did LSU
Goose egg, oh
Bible Belt raised in your mouth like a cold
Ford's? Nah roll tide and roll Chevy's
My momma rolls
Smoke off of the tip
Daddies a stone
I'm rolling in shit with these
In south
Who you with in the sticks?
With weaves and air streams
Cigarette stained
Fuck, I can barely
Spittin' shotgun
Out of my fuckin' bowl
But am I a Hill No!
I am the behind these fuckin' illusionist
Yellin' redneck, you about as red as the color is
Call me a redneck, and I just 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 train wreck avalanche down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready made
I'm whiskey in a now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm in a bottle now

Still on that grass
John this yard is already cut
You can't get no here, uh
You fags thought it was swag you was
It turns out I got no
Just years of street
So here you go
hit this bulls eye
I'll you three darts
One, my album flopped
Two, it my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm in a bottle now)
right, I'm aged
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
out my car and I'm smashed in a Caprice
I'm sippin' still
wood wheels
Truck on
Illegal to ball
But how good it feels
Drop black card
in the backyard
Baby up the grill
party time

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