Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

Pussy niggas see you dead
'Cause them pussy never see the bread
Black bottles and the chains
Ho my whole name (Rozay)
I got some niggas slide for me
In other words, there to die for me
hand for the styrofoam
My hand keep this Calico
I gave my a student loan
That bitch's mouth made the honor
It's a cold world, no love
to do work, nigga, no gloves
Just got me 2 from ol' boy
I always out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate your bitch out on the dinner

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

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 a wire
Pitching hard ball and they hit it, 'em Mark McGwire
I'm meeting up with Pele Migo, my ese
He ain't have a private jet, but work on runways
My wrist whip the magic, Quavo
3,000 birds in the air, I call it
I was nothin', turned into somethin', these want me
I came the bando, lot of bags, but no groceries
Pull up in the foreign, that's the trunk the motor be
Bottles in VIP, bring out the camera, Spike Lee

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

32 bricks of gold, Malone
Lookin' at my Breitling, it got VS-1
Lately lot of you been rockin' rhinestones
Talkin' 'bout you on the block, Culkin, home alone
Takin' a trip to go pick up that pack and we pull up in (pullin' up)
Walkin' around with that sack, no 6, walking with a 50
It's Migo gang, QC the
niggas better get with it
After my show, I'm on top of your ho, nigga autographin' titties
around the globe
I was not to sell my soul
For the price of fame and never
Had to jump the internet
A nigga chains, Debo
24k on my toes, my Maison Margiela's, they rose
Trappin' and dabbin', I in the rain, sleet, or snow

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

Drug deala, gotta the 9 milla
You scary just like "Thriller", thinkin' buyin' a buildin'
the plug for the work
I him over, no dribble
Sippin' Rose after the day I had a court
Tried to fuck lil mama, I don't 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
Both of you niggas are too
They watchin' a like Blu-Ray
You talkin' 'bout that but you can't be from in the kitchen
Whippin' up Keys
You say you got the big money, but really your money is sesame seeds
I got bitch named Valerie, she bring me bricks from Sicily
My neck is flooded and my cup is mudded
The made me a villain, out that bowl, I made a million

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

Black bottles and the gold
gold from the cocaine
Boil in the crockpot
drug dealer on the car lot