Luyện nghe bài hát 1 Million Bottlebags

1 bottlebags count 'em
Think can bounce the ounce an' it get 'em
Yo, black spend 288
Sittin' there waitin' for the
An' don't know the fuck it is

An' oh, lemme tell you Shorty
He about seventeen, like 40
Treats his 40 dog better his G
When he a big B O T T L E
Oh, he loves tha

But look, watch Shorty get
Year after
While he's it's beer
But not, but he got it in his gut
So what the fuck, yo nigga, up?

Now hostile to a brother lookin' out
But I ain't mad, I know he about
He's just a to the bottle an' the can
'Cause that's his man, the malt man

1 bottlebags, where's my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?
1 million bottlebags, my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the are they drinkin'?

1 bottlebags, so where's my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?
1 million bottlebags, gimme my
1 million bottlebags, the hell are they drinkin'?

1 bags count 'em all
Other man happy
Watch the killas drink 8
Don't know a thing, but his breath stinkin'
Then I ask a question you
What the fuck is you

He don't but it flow
Out the in a cup
He call it gettin' up
we ain't fucked up already
See the man they call Eddie
Liquor man the bottle in his hand

He give the liquor man ten to
Wit' no an' he run
To get his brains
it to the homies an' they're able
To do without a
what's inside, ain't on the label

They it thinkin' it's good
But don't sell that shit
In the white neighborhood, exposin' the
They get mad at me, I
slaves to the liquor man

1 bottlebags, where's my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the are they drinkin'?
1 bottlebags, yo, wassup with my bottle?
1 bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?

1 million bottlebags, yo, I my bottle
1 million bottlebags, what the hell are drinkin'?
1 million bottlebags, somebody's gotta my bottle?
1 million bottlebags, what the are they drinkin'?

Back to my homeboy
He can drink it
An' think nuttin' it
it around an' get tha 40 dog buzz
At the time
Shorty remember what day it was

Say I'm is fact
Genocide in yo back
How many times have you
A black fight a
After drinkin' down a
Or a malt six-pack

liquor bull
What it is, is Colt
45 another gun to the
Who's us pain
In the hood up to no good
Plan designed by the other man

But who drink it like
One an' on, till the stores it
cry broke but they still affordin' it
Sippin' it drink it down, oh, no
Drinkin' poison but they don't

It used to be wine, a dollar an' a
Same man, another time
They could be hard as
An' give a damn
But still be a sucker to the man