Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle [Explicit]

Still on ass like
Handcuff's up in it
makin' you holler
You jumped in that impala homie
Refrigerators seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a reason
Yela a flame grab a chinchilla
like the words I pulled up to
Fuck guppies, I see food in a puppy
So give me that crap
And break a shell
You seen
Well fuck it, if he take it well
So crack the top of hot, shaking ale
And say "free Young Struggle" not making bail
He got by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take a
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, learn how to
pull up to the gate
And we'll skate on this faggots
And until then, fuck 'em, can have it
Slumerican
American breed
Gutter with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in a barrel a hair pin trigger now
And landslide
I'm a case train wreck avalanche comin' down
Put your to the sky
I'm a ready party
I'm whiskey in a now

I'm in a bottle now

on that gas like
The of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on ass like Alabama did LSU
You said "Oh lord" Belt raised
In your like a cold sore
Rolled Nah roll tide and rode Chevy's
My mama rolls
Smoke off with a timp
Daddy's a rolling
I'm rolling in with these pigs
And the south
Who you with in the sticks?
hair weawes and airstreams
Cigarette walls
Fuck, I can barely
shutgun pellets
Out of my chili bowl.
But am I a billy, no!
I am the truth behind fuckin' illusionist
redneck, you about as red as the color blue is
Call me a redneck, and I just it
of the abusin' I use it as therapy in music
So.

Put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in a with a hair pin trigger now
And landslide
I'm a head train wreck avalanche comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm in a bottle now

I'm whiskey in a now

Still on that grass
John Deers this is already cut
You can't get no here, uh
You fags started swag, you was stealing
It turns out I got no
years of street smarts
So you go retards
hit this bulls eye
I'll you three darts
One, my album flopped
Two, it my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But guess
(I'm whiskey in a now)
Fuckin' right, I'm
I'm dirty-3, I'm not a child who plays with to get a piece
clap, for no MC who's wack
Then get a free
Fuck out my car when I smashed in a
I'm Jack sippin'
Whippin' wood
Truck on
Illegal to play
But damn it how good it
Drop black card
Park in the
Baby fire up the
It's time

Put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in a with a hair pin trigger now
And 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

I'm in a bottle now