Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

Pussy niggas wanna see you
'Cause pussy niggas never see the bread
Black and the gold 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 made the honor roll
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 out on the dinner table

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

Migos! Walkin' out the with a 4-5
My mama told me get money and alive (mama!)
I can't make the deal, I think he wearing a
Pitching hard ball and they hit it, 'em Mark McGwire
I'm up with Pele Migo, that's my ese
He ever have a private jet, but work on runways
My whip the magic, Quavo Hardaway
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, that's the trunk where the 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 gold or you ridin' chrome?

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

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

Drug deala, gotta the 9 milla
You scary just like "Thriller", thinkin' about buyin' a
Finessin' the plug for the
I cross him over, no
Sippin' after the day I had a court date
Tried to fuck lil mama, I don't 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 a nigga like Blu-Ray
You talkin' 'bout that but you can't be from in the kitchen
up Alicia Keys
You say that you got the big money, but really your money is seeds
I got this bitch Valerie, she bring me bricks from Sicily
My neck is and my double cup is mudded
The made me a villain, out that bowl, I made a million

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

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