Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey In A Bottle [Explicit]

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

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

I'm whiskey in a now

Still on that gas
The of my signature shoe, 'Bama red
I'm on that ass Alabama did LSU
You "Oh lord" Bible Belt raised
In your mouth like a cold
Rolled Ford's? Nah roll tide and rode
My mama joints
rolls off with a timp
Daddy's a stone
I'm in shit with these pigs
And the south
Who you rolling in the sticks?
With hair weawes and
Cigarette walls
Fuck, I can barely
Spittin' shutgun
Out of my fuckin' bowl.
But am I a billy, no!
I am the truth behind these fuckin'
Yellin' redneck, you about as red as the color 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 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 made party
I'm in a bottle now

I'm in a bottle now

Still on that like
Deers this yard is already cut
You can't get no here, uh
You started with swag, you was stealing
It out I got no peers
Just years of smarts
So you go retards
hit this bulls eye
I'll give you darts
One, my album flopped
Two, it my time
Three, my mama's selling my pajamas online
(Lalalalalalalalalaa)
But what?
(I'm whiskey in a now)
Fuckin' right, I'm
I'm dirty-3, I'm not a child who with crack to get a piece
Don't clap, for no MC who's
get a free slap
Fuck out my car I smashed in a Caprice
I'm sippin' still
Whippin' wood
Truck on
Illegal to play
But damn it how good it
Drop black card
in the backyard
Baby up the grill
party time

Put hands 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 party
I'm whiskey in a now

I'm whiskey in a now