Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle [Explicit]

Still on that ass
Handcuff's up in it
Hand-puppets makin' you
You should've jumped in that impala
never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a reason
Yela make a flame a chinchilla
Quite like the I pulled up to
guppies, I see food in a hush puppy
So give me that king
And I'll a shell
You seen
fuck it, if he don't take it well
So crack the top of hot, shaking ale
And say "free Young Struggle" 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 pull up to the
And we'll skate on this country
And until then, fuck 'em, they can it
means
Slum breed
Gutter raised with 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 case train wreck avalanche 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 shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass like did LSU
You said "Oh lord" Bible Belt
In your mouth like a cold
Rolled Nah roll tide and rode Chevy's
My mama joints
rolls off with a timp
Daddy's a rolling
I'm in shit with these pigs
And the south
Who you rolling with in the
With hair and airstreams
stained walls
Fuck, I can breathe
Spittin' shutgun
Out of my fuckin' bowl.
But am I a billy, no!
I am the behind these 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 your to the sky
I'm a bullet in a barrel a hair pin trigger now
And I'mma
I'm a case train wreck 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

Still on grass like
John this yard is already cut
You get no work here, uh
You fags started with swag, you was
It out I got no peers
Just of street smarts
So you go retards
Come hit bulls eye
give you three darts
One, my last flopped
Two, it wasn't my
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 who plays with crack to get a piece
Don't clap, for no MC wack
Then get a slap
Fuck out my car I smashed in a Caprice
I'm Jack still
wood wheels
Truck on
Illegal to ball
But damn it how good it
Drop black card
Park in the
fire up the grill
It's time

Put your to the sky
I'm a in a barrel with 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 made
I'm whiskey in a now

I'm in a bottle now