Luyện nghe bài hát Black Bottles

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

Pussy wanna see you dead
'Cause them niggas never see the bread
Black and the gold chains
Ho swallowin' my whole (Rozay)
I got some niggas that'll for me
In words, niggas there to die for me
Left for the styrofoam
My right hand keep this
I gave my shone a loan
That bitch's 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 always out for ol' boy
Belaire, my
I ate your bitch out on the dinner

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

Migos! Walkin' out the bando a 4-5
My mama told me get and stay alive (mama!)
I make the deal, I think he wearing a wire
hard ball and they hit it, call 'em Mark McGwire
I'm meeting up with Migo, that's 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 it Andre
I was nothin', into somethin', these bitches want me
I came from the bando, lot of bags, but no
Pull up in the foreign, that's the where the motor be
Bottles in that VIP, bring out the camera, Lee

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

32 bricks of gold, Karl
at my Breitling, it got VS-1 stones
Lately lot of you niggas been rhinestones
Talkin' you on the block, Macaulay Culkin, home alone
Takin' a to go pick 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 niggas get with it
my show, I'm on top of your ho, nigga autographin' bitches titties
Travelin' the globe
I was not to sell my soul
For the price of and never fold
Had to jump the internet
A takin' chains, Debo
24k on my toes, my Margiela's, they rose gold
and dabbin', I trap in the rain, sleet, or snow

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

Drug deala, gotta keep the 9
You just like "Thriller", thinkin' about buyin' a buildin'
Finessin' the for the work
I cross him over, no
Sippin' Rose after the day I had a date
Tried to fuck lil mama, I don't really no foreplay
Talkin' all shit, I'll put a price all on your toupee
I hit him in the mouth, he thought he had a toothache
of you niggas are too fake
They a nigga like Blu-Ray
You talkin' 'bout that but you can't be from in the kitchen
Whippin' up Keys
You say that you got the big money, but really money is sesame seeds
I got this bitch named Valerie, she bring me bricks 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
Want the half or the whole
You goin' hard or you're goin'
You gold or you ridin' chrome?

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