Luyện nghe bài hát Country Folks

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

Im out here on a thousand plot of land
and i cant hear em hating on me I'm a man
talking with jimmie he got a plan
and when he talk i 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
anybody had accepted it
we introduced them to the on the tailgate
full of cold natty light satellite
a dave while we misbehave ok
once we figure the game out we go
a generation of people that love
and hank, we it in the boondocks
now put drink in the air if you ain't scared
them folks been that think yeah

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

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

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

Everything really funny the money comes
now they want
and they want it none
and thats just how the thing go 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
white boy really think hes rambo
cut the on, bet his ass jam though
dont like it, to hell is where you can go
12 pointer hangin right the mantel
you dont the program change the channel

Country baptized in gravy
cant wash off what the good lord you
no how far that highway goes
an old dirt will get you home (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 up high
for my folks(hey)
my folks (hey)