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  • 作词 : Gary G-Wiz/Carlton Ridenhour/Stuart Robertz/Cerwin Depper
    作曲 : Gary G-Wiz/Carlton Ridenhour/Stuart Robertz/Cerwin Depper
    1 million bottlebags count 'em
    Think they can bounce the ounce an' it get 'em
    Yo, black spend 288 million
    Sittin' there waitin' for the fizz
    An' don't know what the ****** it is
    An' oh, lemme tell you 'bout
    ShortyHe about seventeen, lookin' like 40
    Treats his 40 dog better than his
    GWhen he gets a big
    B O T T L
    EOh, he loves tha liquor
    But look, watch
    Shorty get sicker
    Year after year
    While he's thinkin' it's beer
    But it's not, but he got it in his gut
    So what the ******, yo ******, what's up?
    Now he's hostile to a brother lookin' out
    But I ain't mad,
    I know what he about
    He's just a slave to the bottle an' the can'
    Cause that's his man, the malt liquor man1 million bottlebags, where's my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, gimme my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, so where's my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, gimme my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bags count 'em all
    Other man gets happy
    Watch the killas drink 8 ball
    Don't know a damn thing, but his breath stinkin'
    Then I ask a question you brother
    What the ****** is you drinkin'?
    He don't know but it flow
    Out the bottle in a cup
    He call it gettin' ****** up
    Like we ain't ****** up already
    See the man they call
    Crazy Eddie
    Liquor man with the bottle in his hand
    He give the liquor man ten to begin
    Wit' no change an' he run
    To get his brains rearranged
    Serve it to the homies an' they're able
    To do without a table
    Beside what's inside, ain't on the label
    They drink it thinkin' it's good
    But they don't sell that ******t
    In the white neighborhood, exposin' the plan
    They get mad at me,
    I understand
    They're slaves to the liquor man1 million bottlebags, where's my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, yo, wassup with my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, yo,
    I need my bottle1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, somebody's gotta find my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?
    Back to my homeboy
    ShortyHe can drink it down
    An' think nuttin' about it
    Pass it around an' get tha 40 dog buzz
    At the same time
    Shorty can't remember what day it was
    Say I'm yellin' is fact
    Genocide kickin' in yo back
    How many times have you seen
    A black fight a black
    After drinkin' down a bottle
    Or a malt liquor six-pack
    Malt liquor bull
    What it is, is bull******t
    Colt45 another gun to the brain
    Who's sellin' us pain
    In the hood another up to no good
    Plan that's designed by the other man
    But who drink it like water
    One an' on, till the stores reorder it
    Brothers cry broke but they still affordin' it
    Sippin' it lick drink it down, oh, no
    Drinkin' poison but they don't know
    It used to be wine, a dollar an' a dime
    Same man, drinkin' another time
    They could be hard as hell
    An' don't give a damn
    But still be a sucker to the liquor man
  • 作词 : Gary G-Wiz/Carlton Ridenhour/Stuart Robertz/Cerwin Depper
    作曲 : Gary G-Wiz/Carlton Ridenhour/Stuart Robertz/Cerwin Depper
    1 million bottlebags count 'em
    Think they can bounce the ounce an' it get 'em
    Yo, black spend 288 million
    Sittin' there waitin' for the fizz
    An' don't know what the ****** it is
    An' oh, lemme tell you 'bout
    ShortyHe about seventeen, lookin' like 40
    Treats his 40 dog better than his
    GWhen he gets a big
    B O T T L
    EOh, he loves tha liquor
    But look, watch
    Shorty get sicker
    Year after year
    While he's thinkin' it's beer
    But it's not, but he got it in his gut
    So what the ******, yo ******, what's up?
    Now he's hostile to a brother lookin' out
    But I ain't mad,
    I know what he about
    He's just a slave to the bottle an' the can'
    Cause that's his man, the malt liquor man1 million bottlebags, where's my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, gimme my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, so where's my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, gimme my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bags count 'em all
    Other man gets happy
    Watch the killas drink 8 ball
    Don't know a damn thing, but his breath stinkin'
    Then I ask a question you brother
    What the ****** is you drinkin'?
    He don't know but it flow
    Out the bottle in a cup
    He call it gettin' ****** up
    Like we ain't ****** up already
    See the man they call
    Crazy Eddie
    Liquor man with the bottle in his hand
    He give the liquor man ten to begin
    Wit' no change an' he run
    To get his brains rearranged
    Serve it to the homies an' they're able
    To do without a table
    Beside what's inside, ain't on the label
    They drink it thinkin' it's good
    But they don't sell that ******t
    In the white neighborhood, exposin' the plan
    They get mad at me,
    I understand
    They're slaves to the liquor man1 million bottlebags, where's my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, yo, wassup with my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, yo,
    I need my bottle1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?1 million bottlebags, somebody's gotta find my bottle?1 million bottlebags, what the hell are they drinkin'?
    Back to my homeboy
    ShortyHe can drink it down
    An' think nuttin' about it
    Pass it around an' get tha 40 dog buzz
    At the same time
    Shorty can't remember what day it was
    Say I'm yellin' is fact
    Genocide kickin' in yo back
    How many times have you seen
    A black fight a black
    After drinkin' down a bottle
    Or a malt liquor six-pack
    Malt liquor bull
    What it is, is bull******t
    Colt45 another gun to the brain
    Who's sellin' us pain
    In the hood another up to no good
    Plan that's designed by the other man
    But who drink it like water
    One an' on, till the stores reorder it
    Brothers cry broke but they still affordin' it
    Sippin' it lick drink it down, oh, no
    Drinkin' poison but they don't know
    It used to be wine, a dollar an' a dime
    Same man, drinkin' another time
    They could be hard as hell
    An' don't give a damn
    But still be a sucker to the liquor man