Luyện nghe bài hát I Mow, I Till

[Intro: Tarr]

I fish, I dip, I the script
Mow grass, ass, that's country shit

C-Hubb]
Got a in my left hand
in my right and I'm raisin it

[Intro:
I cuss, I I drink a bit
on, hat down, I'll sip a fifth

[Intro:
If that's the shit you like
tough tits thats how I live!

[Hook: Tarr/C-Hubb]
I Mow, I till, got Bud on chill
I fish, I grill, boe that's just how I because
I roll, I ride, got mud on all for
Said I roll, I ride, it's goin tonight, cause.. (2x)

1: C-Hubb]
I Mow, I till, this is killin me, I fish, I grill
This country girl is me, and speakin' of killin' things
I'm to go second degree, and kill the track and eat it up
I'm A blue tick a pedigree
I'm ridin' through a dirty trail, in old green pickup, its a 96
Still splittin' sticks, I run the in this truck. (yeah)
And in the woods C-Hubb will get that buck, I stuck in a rut
I'm about to make it jump, you can this thing mud cause' I'm bouta kick it up!
Hubb is bringin' chicken and the liquor and the women and lookin like we're winnin
So I'm rollin' through the finish Liiiine. Got my fishin line by my two road
Hidden in them piiiines. Till we finally find the and them country folk
There's plenty beer and a water hole, so we drinkin' off the rope
We grillin' up some chicken wings, and there's dukes on them pretty things
Ain't everybody met yet but we all reppin' Gang. (yeah)
that, we in the woods, way off the map
And if we finish off the beer, good I brought this fifth of Jack!

[Verse 2: Fatt
I roll, I ride, just got a new tiller boe
I can, survive, a boy with the 4-wheel drive
And the lake, is live, got the catfish jumpin' out bitch
Now cast, a line, tell ya how I live just one more time..
At the Franklin County engine, I holler at ole' Joe Owens
Yeah he knows them damn motors, bouta get my mower
Like the Tennessee river we flow, plant now watch it grow
on the grill and watch it smoke, drink cold beer while chillin' on the boat
(HERE WE GO) One time, let me see y'all crank them tines
that jack, kick them raps, yeah unwind like a ball of twine!
Now who am I? Fatt Tarr, got the shine in the jar, shoulda been
Now go get me my guitar. Hell, don't make me tell you twice
Cause this got me feelin nice. Got the coolers, got the grill
And Johns bouta get the ice. Yeah it's goin down tonight
Big ole' fire let's get it right, then we're huntin in the
Yeah we love southern life! Cause..

3x]