Luyện nghe bài hát Outshine Me

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

I'mma put it out here let me ya something,
d'y'all think my still be pumpin?
90 proof the truth
Stop telling everybody you can do I do.
So if you can, you get like me
Go sit down and write a hit me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yall a trip and I'm out of your
Sippin' and I'm hard to see
I'm something that you'll be
It's a dream, you can't outshine me
'Cause Im turbo charged
Everything about me is

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

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

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

I got a copper hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, it up, and chill
liquor hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you outshine me

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