Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

Black bottles and the chains
Want the or the whole thing?
You goin' hard or goin' home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

niggas wanna see you dead
'Cause them niggas never see the bread
bottles and the gold chains
Ho swallowin' my whole (Rozay)
I got niggas that'll slide for me
In other words, niggas to die for me
Left for the styrofoam
My right hand this Calico
I gave my shone a student
That mouth made the honor roll
a cold world, meanin' no love
Down to do work, nigga, no
Just got me 2 from ol' boy
I look out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate bitch out on the dinner table

bottles and the gold chains
Want the or the whole thing?
You goin' or you're goin' home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

Migos! Walkin' out the bando a 4-5
My mama told me get money and alive (mama!)
I make the deal, I think he wearing a wire
Pitching hard and they hit it, call 'em Mark McGwire
I'm meeting up with Pele Migo, my ese
He ain't ever have a private jet, but work on
My wrist whip the magic, Hardaway
3,000 birds in the air, I call it
I was nothin', turned into somethin', bitches want me
I came the bando, lot of bags, but no groceries
Pull up in the foreign, the trunk where the motor be
Bottles in that VIP, out the camera, Spike Lee

bottles and the gold chains
Want the or the whole thing?
You goin' hard or you're home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

32 bricks of gold, Karl
Lookin' at my Breitling, it got VS-1
lot of you niggas been rockin' rhinestones
Talkin' 'bout you on the block, Macaulay Culkin, home
Takin' a trip to go pick up that pack and we pull up in (pullin' up)
Walkin' around with sack, no 6, nigga walking with a 50
Migo gang, QC the label
fuck niggas better get it
After my show, I'm on top of ho, nigga autographin' bitches titties
around the globe
I was not to sell my soul
For the price of fame and fold
Had to behind the internet
A takin' chains, Debo
24k on my toes, my Maison Margiela's, they gold
Trappin' and dabbin', I trap in the rain, sleet, or

Black bottles and the chains
Want the half or the thing?
You hard or you're goin' home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

Drug deala, gotta keep the 9
You scary just like "Thriller", about buyin' a buildin'
Finessin' the plug for the
I him over, no dribble
Sippin' after the day I had a court date
Tried to fuck lil mama, I really like no foreplay
Talkin' all that shit, put a price all on your toupee
I hit him in the mouth, he he had a damn toothache
of you niggas are too fake
They watchin' a like Blu-Ray
You talkin' that blow but you can't be from in the kitchen
up Alicia Keys
You say that you got the big money, but really your is sesame seeds
I got this named Valerie, she bring me bricks from Sicily
My is flooded and my double cup is mudded
The streets made me a villain, out bowl, I made a million

Black bottles and the gold
Want the half or the whole
You goin' hard or goin' home?
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

Black bottles and the gold
Wearin' from the cocaine
Boil in the crockpot
'Nother drug on the car lot