Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

Pussy niggas see you dead
'Cause them pussy never see the bread
Black bottles and the gold
Ho swallowin' my whole (Rozay)
I got some niggas that'll for me
In other words, there to die for me
hand for the styrofoam
My right hand keep Calico
I gave my shone a student
bitch's mouth made the honor roll
It's a world, meanin' no love
Down to do work, nigga, no
Just got me 2 birds ol' boy
I look out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate your out on the dinner table

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

Migos! out the bando with a 4-5
My mama told me get money and alive (mama!)
I can't make the deal, I think he wearing a
hard ball 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 the magic, Quavo Hardaway
3,000 birds in the air, I call it
I was nothin', turned into somethin', these bitches me
I came the bando, lot of bags, but no groceries
Pull up in the foreign, that's the trunk where the be
Bottles in that VIP, bring out the camera, Lee

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

32 bricks of gold, Karl
at my Breitling, it got VS-1 stones
Lately lot of you been rockin' rhinestones
Talkin' 'bout you on the block, Macaulay Culkin, alone
Takin' a trip to go up that pack and we pull up in Bentleys (pullin' up)
around with that sack, no 6, nigga walking with a 50
It's gang, QC the label
fuck better get with it
After my show, I'm on top of ho, nigga autographin' bitches titties
Travelin' around the
I was told not to my soul
For the of fame and never fold
Had to jump the internet
A nigga takin' chains,
24k on my toes, my Margiela's, they rose gold
Trappin' and dabbin', I trap in the rain, sleet, or

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

Drug deala, gotta keep the 9
You just like "Thriller", thinkin' about buyin' a buildin'
the plug for the work
I him over, no dribble
Sippin' Rose after the day I had a date
to fuck lil mama, I don't really like no foreplay
Talkin' all that shit, I'll put a price all on toupee
I hit him in the mouth, he thought he had a damn
of you niggas are too fake
They watchin' a nigga like
You 'bout that blow but you can't be from in the kitchen
Whippin' up Alicia
You say that you got the big money, but your money is sesame seeds
I got this bitch named Valerie, she bring me from Sicily
My neck is flooded and my cup is mudded
The streets made me a villain, out that bowl, I made a

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

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