Luyện nghe bài hát Sippin' On Down

Sippin on
Sippin
Tippin up a cupa
on down

Sippin on
around
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

12-gauge barrel
full of buckshot
Brewin up that dew
It boilin like a
Deep out in these woods and
Far from everything
Out the tombstones
Cookin up that
Take a sip for testin
Pour a on the ground
up in that georgia clay
An now i'm for the sound
150 year buried deep in the grip
Soon gonna dancin
When cool water hits there lips
Made from the
Outta field by whoodoo
Water from a
outta hell
Cursed by
Stir it up it to the point that it evaporates
173 boilin up
The awake

Sippin on
around
Tippin up another
And sip it on

on down
Sippin
Tippin up another
And sip it on

on down
Sippin
up another cupa
And sip it on

on down
Sippin
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

100 gallons of that gut top stock
Ready for the
In a heavy chevy block
to the floor
Ridin mean an out law
dogein road blocks
Like boxing with an paw
dark and dusty roads
Lit up by the moon
Comin the corner
Muffler soundin a monson
I got the meanest demons
Ridin
with a winchester
Case they to pop one
We headin for the county
On the trail
G man and revenue hot on me southern
Hang out the
One with the buckshot
Need get em my ass so that i 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
Have us huntin bitches
With pick axe and
Gone of that shit
Hit ya like a kick
a hater out the crowd
And hit em with a stick
seein shit
Got ya trees
Passed out in a
a bitch down on ya knees
Don't give a fuck
the spirts hit ya brain
Four shots is all ya
Certified insane
Lets get it
One more for the pimpin
the jug
And it up chug it down
And start ta

Sippin on
around
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

on down
Sippin
up another cupa
And sip it on

Sippin on
Sippin
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on

on down
Sippin
Tippin up cupa
And sip it on