Luyện nghe bài hát Outshine Me

I got a still hand built up in the hills
it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you can't me

I'mma put it out let me tell ya something,
What think my still be pumpin?
90 spit the truth
Stop telling everybody you can do I do.
So if you can, you better get me
Go sit down and write a hit me.

where I stand you ain't shoot to me
Gotta sell a few mill outta own still
I won't sugar coat it your throat it
aint scared
I'm and loaded
Real is all me all can feel me
Dirt road (da-steeple) man of the people
Mix it, it, light it, burn it
Daylight to dark me and my folks it
Plow it, it, hunt it, shoot it, skin it, fry it,
how we do it.
Sip it, it, jar it, jug it
Do it a little better anyone does it.

Y'all are chasin' a
done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to down I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers,
your mouth cause I run these pastures

I got a still hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and
White liquor hits you quicker you off your feet
Lay down your jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper still hand up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and
White liquor you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay your mason jars, you can't outshine me

I take this,
I wanna make this real
What d'ya'll think I doin' here?
Switchin' gears and lanes
Jackin' up trucks running down
that flame for America
Cross that line I'll ya
Gotta that'll take care of ya
And a mudhole I'll bury ya

Gotta bunch of county all down to ride
And a bunch of rednecks aint to fight.
I'mma give it to ya my way road, hi-way,
Four wheel, it uptalk sh*t back it up.

a trip and I'm out of your league
Sippin' shine and I'm to see
I'm something you'll never be
It's a pipe dream, you can't me
Im dura-coated turbo charged
Everything about me is

are chasin a throuroughbred
Ya'll done got lapped im miles
Too late to slow down I'm a train
Colt Ford my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers,
Watch your cause I run these pastures

I got a copper still built up in the hills
Fill it up with mash, heat it up, and chill
liquor hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay down mason jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper still hand built up in the
it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you knock you off your feet
Lay down your jars, you can't outshine me

I got a still hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker you off your feet
Lay down your jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper hand built up in the hills
it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay down your jars, you can't outshine me