Luyện nghe bài hát Cicagrettes & Liquor

Crackers, beaners, gooks,
we all got in common? Ha!
Cigarettes and
The cancer might kill ya or sclerosis of the
But we keep spendin' on cigarettes and liquor
and liquor
Cigarettes and
Run out and get yo
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Cigarettes and
Everybody's on
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
go get yo
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody they
Cigarettes and

One]:
I got little soldiers lined up in a row
What you want one homie? Man, psst, you go
Killin' myself, I might as well you
Matter of fact, second thought, go and take two
My hands and my breath smellin' straight doo doo
A couple years from now I'm gonna sound like
I know what to do
I really to quit
Teeth so yellow they could up some grits
I can't quit, it's the and fame
The stress and the from the whole rap game
Look, I know it's lame, but what's excuse man?
card, rent late, wife found a new man?
I
We all got our
You kill slowly and you hope that'll solve 'em
in my genes man, my family tree
My mother smoke, my father smoke, a for me
My little brother, he been smokin' since the fourth
Smoke a stress blunt, he chase it with some E&J
Drinkin', smokin' and it might your growth
But he's 6'4" and he's doin' both
So smoke all you
Go crazy
And cancer get your ass, don't go cryin' a baby
Cause chemo, man, it ain't no fun
You better get yo ass the patch or some gum

Crackers, beaners, gooks,
we all got in common? Ha!
Cigarettes and
The cancer might ya or sclerosis of the liver
But we still keep spendin' on and liquor
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
Run out and get yo
and liquor
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody's on
and liquor
Cigarettes and
and liquor
go get yo
Cigarettes and
Cigarettes and
and liquor
Everybody need
Cigarettes and

Two]:
Now have you ever been faded,
Woke up at the and wondered how you made it?
Late to the job cause you so
You walk in at noon and try to it
Like, "Awe man, I'm under the weather."
But your co-workers laughin' cause all know better
You got a
And shit it ain't
not quite drunk, but you sho' ain't sober
Weekend
have ate your Wheaties
Sunday Fever gave your ass the Bee Gees/B.G.s
Or guts
all doubled up
Head feelin' like you caught a Mike Tyson
You up
Get shit together
You can't keep doin' this bullshit
to the bathroom every five minutes
Every time that you throw up, you claimin' that you
Then you you bout to quit
But as soon as Friday
It's to get lit
Tequilla shots, lemon drops, on the table tops
You know when really drunk?

When you say not
"I faded, why is everybody trippin'?"
Pulled your pee pee out on the dance and started pissin'
And you yourself a grown man
You one step away a twelve step program