Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

Just another day up in the tire
Chiefin' hay, fucked up, hay,
Chiefin', chiefin', hay, fucked up
(4x)

1: Gangsta Blac]
Just day awaken shakin' off that marijuana
Chokin' in the cut wid in my gut I'm feelin' high I wanna buy,
Want a bag I Lil Nam he got his beeper G
Meetin' up wid them damn fools on Orleans we smoke it
Fab went to the and get some papers nah a Swisher Sweet
stretch the dope up on the blunts and pass the shit to me
Lick it it twist it hit it light it that's that bombin' hay
Inhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and Dale is on the way
Checkin' on my traps because you bustas ta check it in
Scrap, wid the scar, it's my Mr.I-B-N
Yes, it's a must, we let you know we sell, rocks
Fuckin' wid these killaz South Parkway we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz bustas I know wish they could,
Lick me down, the sign, see it and it's all good
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's one slug in gut
Just another day up at the shop chiefin' hay, fucked up

(4x)

[Verse 2: DJ
another afternoon and me I'm chiefin' hay
talk and you might be another victim of the hit,
Made by the fools in SPV, forty-five unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, then lil man
I'm that ni-zine from the darkness of the flo',
Son, never but gangsta B, rhymin' over these beats I make
Triple 6, Mafia niggas gotta shake and break
The motherfuckin' laws take of our business
and pick up some freaks, get 'em high and get out suck,
down on Street, turn the other cheek,
Break neat, down the fuckin'
I gotta get the fuck outta Dodge before they me for my meat
Hooks a left on Parkway fire up a that farness
Some beeped me three or four I left 'em wid they pussies wet
Had some pistols and that across the street, in the grass
The five-Os ridin' deep ah some shit that happens in the past,
Cruisin' in my cut dog for my Chevy niggas wid anna in my
I'm smokin' skunk my boomin' cause that Tire Shop track thumps

[DJ talkin']
this DJ Paul in this motherfucka
wid my Gangsta B and the Three 6 Mafia muhfucka

Hook(2x)

[Verse 3: Gangsta
awaken shaken off that hangover from night before
Me and Little Man tried to kill wid tony and in-do
Up all night we strictly swangin' on the fuckin' track
Tricks you got it lonely if it ain't Man and fuckin' Gangsta
All for one, one for all, hoe you shoulda knew it
Just them same old to the game cause we grew up to it
Countin' up our dividends, to get out chiefin' in
Time to at them twins, time to go get I-B-N
Rollin' up the papers the vapors when I see a blunt
High as hell, can't you tell, now it's tony that I
Beepin' up my nigga Flick and bring them bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got them cheese out the dirty hoes
Drop top to the fuckin' bone, we go and get a bitch
Eyes red as motherfuckin' fire from that hay and
Test my nuts, do me wrong, two slugs in your guts
Just another day up at the shop and I'm chiefin' hay,
So damn UP!!