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 on the hill
Will make a grab a chinchilla
Quite like the words I up to
guppies, I see food and I hush puppies
So give me king crap
And break a shell
You seen
Well 'em if he don't take it well
So the top off that hot, shaking ale
And say "free struggle" who's not making bail
He got by the feds
Fuck the cops! an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, learn how to
I'll up to the gate
And we'll skate on these faggots
And until then, fuck 'em, they can it
Slumerican
Slum breed
Gutter raised worldwide dreams, yeah

Put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin now
Yeah I'm a
I'm a head train wreck avalanche comin' 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 gas like
The bottom of my shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass Alabama did LSU
Goose egg, oh
Bible Belt raised in your mouth a cold sore
Rolled Ford's? Nah tide and roll Chevy's
My momma joints
Smoke off of the tip
a rolling stone
I'm rolling in with these pigs
In south
Who you rolling with in the
With hair weaves and air
Cigarette stained
Fuck, I can barely
shotgun pellets
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 color is
me a redneck, and I just tattooed it
Because of the abuse and I use it as in music

So, put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in the with a hair pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a
I'm a head case train wreck avalanche comin'
Put your to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm in a bottle now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm in a bottle now

Still on that grass
John Deeres yard 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 street
So you go retards
hit this bulls eye
I'll give you three
One, my last flopped
Two, it wasn't my
Three, my mama's selling my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm whiskey in a now)
Fuckin' right, I'm
I'm dirty three, I'm not a child who plays with rap to get a
Don't clap, for no MC who's
get a free slap
Fuck out my car and I'm in a Caprice
I'm sippin' still
Whippin' wood
Truck on
Illegal to play
But how good it feels
that black card
Park in the
fire up the grill
It's party

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