Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle [Explicit]

Still on ass like
Handcuff's up in it
makin' you holler
You should've jumped in that impala
Refrigerators never ice baby
Not vanilla, not a that
Yela make a flame a chinchilla
Quite the words I pulled up to
guppies, I see food in a hush puppy
So give me that king
And I'll a shell
You seen
Well fuck it, if he don't take it
So crack the top of that hot, ale
And say "free Young Struggle" who's not making
He got popped by the
the cops! Take a nail
Fuck it M-N-O-P, learn how to spell
I'll up to the gate
And we'll skate on country faggots
And until then, 'em, they can have it
means
Slum breed
raised with worldwide dreams, yeah

Put hands to the sky
I'm a bullet in a with a hair pin trigger now
And I'mma
I'm a head case train wreck avalanche comin'
Put your to the sky
I'm a ready made
I'm whiskey in a now

I'm whiskey in a now

Still on gas like
The bottom of my shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass Alabama did LSU
You said "Oh lord" Bible raised
In your mouth a cold sore
Rolled Ford's? Nah roll and rode Chevy's
My mama joints
Smoke rolls off with a
a rolling stone
I'm in shit with these pigs
And the side
Who you rolling in the sticks?
hair weawes and airstreams
Cigarette walls
Fuck, I can breathe
Spittin' pellets
Out of my chili bowl.
But am I a billy, no!
I am the truth these fuckin' illusionist
Yellin' redneck, you about as red as the color is
me a redneck, and I just tatoo it
Because of the I use it as therapy in music
So.

Put hands to the sky
I'm a in a barrel with a hair pin trigger now
And I'mma
I'm a head train wreck avalanche comin' down
Put hands to the sky
I'm a ready party
I'm whiskey in a now

I'm whiskey in a now

Still on that grass
John Deers this yard is cut
You can't get no here, uh
You started with swag, you was stealing
It turns out I got no
Just years of street
So you go retards
hit this bulls eye
I'll give you darts
One, my last flopped
Two, it my time
Three, my fuckin' mama's selling my pajamas
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm in a bottle now)
right, I'm aged
I'm dirty-3, I'm not a child who plays with to get a piece
Don't clap, for no MC wack
Then get a free
Fuck out my car when I smashed in a
I'm Jack still
wood wheels
Truck on
Illegal to ball
But damn it how good it
Drop that card
in the backyard
Baby up the grill
It's party

Put your to the sky
I'm a bullet in a barrel with a hair pin now
And I'mma
I'm a head case train avalanche comin' down
Put your to the sky
I'm a made party
I'm in a bottle now

I'm whiskey in a now