Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

niggas wanna see you dead
'Cause them pussy niggas never see the
Black bottles and the chains
Ho my whole name (Rozay)
I got some that'll slide for me
In words, niggas there to die for me
Left hand for the
My right hand keep this
I gave my shone a student
That bitch's mouth 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 your bitch out on the table

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

Migos! out the bando with a 4-5
My mama me get money and stay alive (mama!)
I can't the deal, I think he wearing a wire
Pitching hard ball and they hit it, call 'em Mark
I'm meeting up Pele Migo, that's 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 it Andre
I was nothin', turned into somethin', these 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 half or the thing?
You goin' or you're goin' home?
You goin' gold or you ridin'

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

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

Drug deala, keep the 9 milla
You scary just like "Thriller", thinkin' buyin' a buildin'
Finessin' the for the work
I cross him over, no
Rose after the day I had a court date
Tried to fuck lil mama, I really like no foreplay
all that shit, I'll put a price all on your toupee
I hit him in the mouth, he thought he had a damn
Both of you are too fake
They watchin' a nigga Blu-Ray
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 really your money is seeds
I got this bitch named Valerie, she 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

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

Black and the gold chains
gold from the cocaine
Boil kilo in the
drug dealer on the car lot