Luyện nghe bài hát Country Folks

Country fried in gravy
cant wash off what the good lord you
no matter how far that goes
an old dirt road will get you (come on)
if you can see it in their eye when try to lie
if your the bullet in the stop sign kind
then I'm right there with ya put drinks up high
for my folks(hey)
my folks (hey)

Im out here on a thousand acre plot of
and i cant hear em hating on me I'm a man
talking jimmie matheson he got a plan
and he talk i listen to him
a lot of man
he said we need to take it to the root of it
i put on for the thats the truth of it
Im talkin last we was repping it
before had accepted it
we introduced them to the on the tailgate
of cold natty light playing satellite
a little while we misbehave ok
once we figure the out we go play
a generation of people that tupac
and hank, we it in the boondocks
now put your in the air if you ain't scared
folks been doing that think yeah

Country baptized in gravy
cant wash off what the good made you
no matter how far that highway
an old dirt will get you home (come on)
if you can see it in their eye when try to lie
if your the hole in the stop sign kind
then I'm right there with ya put drinks up high
for my folks(hey)
my country (hey)

See me an bubba we doin this a long while
it sure seems alot than a country mile
hollywood looked good of fake friends
i never we could ever be here again(we back)
heals, one fell one came up
back together son, we tear this thing up
a lot of talkers, i ain't gotta em
they wanna be us, hell i cant em
so here cold beer on the tailgate
been doing for some years, yall so late
outcast and a lil george straight
hot damn ford back with Bubba k

Country fried in gravy
wash off what the good lord made you
no how far that highway goes
an old dirt road get you home (come on)
if you can see it in their eye when try to lie
if your the hole in the stop sign kind
then I'm there with ya put your drinks up high
for my folks(hey)
my country (hey)

Everything really till the money comes
now they want
and they aint want it
and just how the thing go when you git r done
we did it son
we did it son
we was jim beam by the handle
me and steven heard they up ammo
bumpin goodie mob, camo
this white boy really hes rambo
cut the beat on, bet his ass jam
dont like it, to hell is where you can go
12 pointer hangin right above the
you dont the program change the channel

Country fried baptized in
cant off what the good lord made you
no how far that highway goes
an old dirt road will get you (come on)
if you can see it in their eye when try to lie
if your the bullet hole in the sign kind
then I'm right there with ya put your drinks up
for my folks(hey)
my folks (hey)