Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on that ass
up in ya like
Hand-puppets make a mute
You should've jumped in that Impala
never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a on the hill
Will make a grab a chinchilla
Quite the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see and I hush puppies
So give me that crap
And I'll break a
You seen
Well fuck 'em if he don't take it
So crack the top off hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making
He got by the feds
Fuck the cops! an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, learn how to
I'll pull up to the
And we'll on these country faggots
And until then, fuck 'em, they can it
means
Slum breed
Gutter raised with 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 head case train 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

on that gas like
The of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass like did LSU
egg, oh lord
Bible Belt raised in your mouth a cold sore
Rolled Ford's? Nah roll and roll Chevy's
My momma joints
rolls off of the tip
Daddies a stone
I'm rolling in shit these pigs
In side
Who you rolling with in the
hair weaves and air streams
Cigarette walls
Fuck, I can breathe
shotgun pellets
Out of my fuckin' chili
But am I a Hill No!
I am the truth behind these illusionist
Yellin' redneck, you about as red as the color is
Call me a redneck, and I just it
Because of the abuse and I use it as therapy in

So, 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 case train wreck avalanche comin'
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready made
I'm in a bottle now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now

on that grass like
John Deeres this yard is cut
You can't get no here, uh
You fags it was swag you was stealing
It out I got no peers
years of street smarts
So you go retards
Come hit this eye
I'll give you three
One, my album flopped
Two, it wasn't my
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm in a bottle now)
right, I'm aged
I'm dirty three, I'm not a child who plays with rap to get a
clap, for no MC who's wack
Then get a free
Fuck out my car and I'm in a Caprice
I'm Jack still
Whippin' wheels
on steroids
Illegal to play
But dammit how it feels
that black card
Park in the
Baby up the grill
It's party

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 whiskey in a now