Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle [Explicit]

Still on that ass
up in it like
Hand-puppets makin' you
You should've jumped in that homie
never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a that
Yela make a flame a chinchilla
Quite like the I pulled up to
Fuck guppies, I see in a hush puppy
So give me that king
And I'll break a
You that?
Well it, if he don't take it well
So crack the top of that hot, ale
And say "free Struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the
the cops! Take a nail
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
means
Slum breed
Gutter with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in a barrel with a hair pin now
And I'mma
I'm a head train wreck 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

on that gas like
The bottom of my signature shoe, red
I'm on that ass like did LSU
You said "Oh lord" Belt raised
In your like a cold sore
Rolled Ford's? Nah roll tide and Chevy's
My mama joints
Smoke off with a timp
Daddy's a stone
I'm rolling in with these pigs
And the side
Who you rolling with in the
With hair weawes and
Cigarette stained
Fuck, I can breathe
Spittin' pellets
Out of my fuckin' bowl.
But am I a billy, no!
I am the truth behind these fuckin'
Yellin' redneck, you as red as the color blue is
me a redneck, and I just tatoo it
Because of the abusin' I use it as therapy in
So.

Put hands to the sky
I'm a in a barrel with a hair pin trigger now
And I'mma
I'm a case 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

on that grass like
John Deers yard is already cut
You can't get no here, uh
You fags started swag, you was stealing
It turns out I got no
Just years of street
So here you go
hit this bulls eye
I'll give you darts
One, my last album
Two, it my time
Three, my fuckin' selling my pajamas 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 crack to get a piece
clap, for no MC who's wack
Then get a slap
out my car when I smashed in a Caprice
I'm sippin' still
Whippin' wheels
on steriods
Illegal to play
But damn it how good it
Drop black card
in the backyard
Baby fire up the
It's time

Put hands 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 party
I'm whiskey in a now

I'm whiskey in a now