Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on ass like
up in ya like
Hand-puppets make a holla
You should've jumped in that homie
Refrigerators never seen ice
Not vanilla, not a on the hill
Will make a flame grab a
like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see food and I hush
So give me king crap
And break a shell
You seen
Well fuck 'em if he 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
the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, learn how to
pull up to the gate
And we'll on these country faggots
And until then, fuck 'em, can have it
means
Slum breed
raised with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel a hair pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a
I'm a head case train wreck avalanche down
Put your 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 ass like Alabama did LSU
Goose egg, oh
Bible raised in your mouth like a cold sore
Rolled Nah roll tide and roll Chevy's
My momma joints
rolls off of the tip
Daddies a stone
I'm rolling in shit with pigs
In south
Who you rolling in the sticks?
With hair and air streams
stained walls
Fuck, I can breathe
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 blue 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 a hair pin trigger now
Yeah I'm a
I'm a head case wreck avalanche comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready made
I'm in a bottle now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm in a bottle now

Still on grass like
John Deeres this yard is cut
You get no work here, uh
You fags thought it was you was stealing
It out I got no peers
years of street smarts
So you go retards
hit this bulls eye
I'll give you darts
One, my last album
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 dirty three, I'm not a child who plays rap to get a piece
Don't clap, for no MC who's
Then get a slap
Fuck out my car and I'm in a Caprice
I'm Jack still
Whippin' wood
Truck on
Illegal to ball
But dammit how it feels
Drop that card
in the backyard
Baby 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 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