Luyện nghe bài hát Sippin' On Down

Sippin on
Sippin
Tippin up a anotha
on down

Sippin on
around
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

double barrel
Loaded of buckshot
Brewin up that dew
It boilin a crockpot
Deep out in these southern and
Far away from
Out the tombstones
Cookin up hurricane
Take a sip for then'
a little on the ground
Soak up in that georgia
An now i'm for the sound
150 year buried in the earths grip
Soon gonna dancin
When that cool water hits there
Made the meal
field cursed by whoodoo
Water a well
Straight hell
by voodoo
Stir it up cook it to the point that it
173 degrees up
The dead

on down
Sippin
Tippin up another
And sip it on

Sippin on
around
Tippin up another
And sip it on

on down
Sippin
up another cupa
And sip it on

Sippin on
around
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

100 of that rock gut top stock
for the shippin
In a heavy chevy small
Foot to the
mean like an out law
Duckin dogein blocks
Like boxing an south paw
These dark and roads
Lit up by the full
Comin the corner
soundin like a monson
I got the devils meanest
Ridin
Straped with a
Case have to pop one
We headin for the next
On the trail
G man and hot on me southern tail
out the window
One with the buckshot
get em my ass so that i don't get got

White lightning, sugar whiskey, stump pole, skull cracker, bourbon, city gin, wildcat, block
And
Its how we do it
How we get it to the next
us huntin bitches down
With axe and shovel
of that good shit
Hit ya a mule kick
a hater out the crowd
And hit em a pool stick
seein shit
Got ya climbin
out in a ditch
Like a bitch down on ya
even give a fuck
When the spirts hit ya
shots is all ya need
Certified gone
get it crackalackin
One 'gain for the pimpin
the jug
And turn it up chug it
And ta sippin

on down
Sippin
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

Sippin on
Sippin
Tippin up another
And sip it on

Sippin on
Sippin
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

Sippin on
around
Tippin up another
And sip it on