Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle

Still on that ass
up in ya like
Hand-puppets make a holla
You should've jumped in Impala homie
Refrigerators seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the
Will make a flame a chinchilla
like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see food and I hush
So me that king crap
And I'll a shell
You seen
Well 'em if he don't take it well
So crack the top off hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not bail
He got by the feds
the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, how to spell
I'll up to the gate
And we'll skate on country faggots
And then, fuck 'em, they can have it
Slumerican
American breed
Gutter raised with dreams, yeah

Put your 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 hands to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm whiskey in a now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now

on that gas like
The bottom of my shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass Alabama did LSU
egg, oh lord
Bible Belt raised in your mouth a cold sore
Ford's? Nah roll tide and roll Chevy's
My momma joints
Smoke off of the tip
Daddies a stone
I'm rolling in shit with these
In side
Who you rolling with in the
hair weaves and air streams
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 fuckin'
redneck, you about as red as the color blue is
Call me a redneck, and I tattooed it
Because of the abuse and I use it as therapy in

So, put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin now
I'm a landslide
I'm a head case wreck avalanche comin' down
Put your to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm whiskey in a now
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
I'm whiskey in a now

Still on grass like
John Deeres this is already cut
You get no work here, uh
You fags it was swag you was stealing
It out I got no peers
Just years of street
So you go retards
hit this bulls eye
I'll give you darts
One, my last album
Two, it wasn't my
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm in a bottle now)
Fuckin' right, I'm
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 sippin' still
wood wheels
Truck on
Illegal to play
But how good it feels
Drop black card
in the backyard
Baby up the grill
party time

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