Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on ass like
up in ya like
Hand-puppets make a mute
You should've jumped in Impala homie
Refrigerators never ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the
Will make a flame grab a
Quite like the I built up to
guppies, I see food and I hush puppies
So give me that crap
And I'll a shell
You that?
Well 'em if he don't take it well
So crack the top off that hot, ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making
He got by the feds
the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, learn how to
I'll up to the gate
And skate on these country faggots
And until then, fuck 'em, can have it
means
Slum breed
Gutter with worldwide dreams, yeah

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 ready made
I'm in a bottle now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm in a bottle now

Still on gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, red
I'm on that ass Alabama did LSU
Goose egg, oh
Bible Belt in your mouth like a cold sore
Rolled Nah roll tide 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 rolling in the sticks?
hair weaves and air streams
Cigarette walls
Fuck, I can barely
Spittin' 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 blue is
me a redneck, and I just tattooed 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 train wreck comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready party
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 you was stealing
It out I got no peers
Just years of smarts
So you go retards
Come hit this eye
I'll give you darts
One, my last flopped
Two, it wasn't my
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But guess
(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 free
out my car and I'm smashed in a Caprice
I'm Jack sippin'
wood wheels
Truck on
Illegal to ball
But dammit how it feels
Drop that card
Park in the
fire up the grill
It's 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 head train wreck avalanche comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm whiskey in a now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now