Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

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

1: Gangsta Blac]
Just day awaken shakin' off that marijuana
Chokin' in the cut wid smoke in my gut I'm feelin' high I buy,
Want a bag I Lil Nam he got his beeper G
Meetin' up wid them damn fools on Orleans we it easily
Fab went to the store and get some papers nah a Swisher
Sweetly stretch the dope up on the and pass the shit to me
Lick it break it twist it hit it light it that bombin' hay
exhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and Dale is on the way
Checkin' on my traps you bustas gots ta check it in
Scrap, wid the scar, it's my Mr.I-B-N
Yes, a must, that we let you know we sell, rocks
Fuckin' wid these from South Parkway we the Hypnotize
Claimin' plenty 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 tire shop chiefin' hay, up

(4x)

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

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

Hook(2x)

3: Gangsta Blac]
Just shaken off that hangover from night before
Me and Little Man tried to kill ourself wid tony and
Up all night we swangin' hummers 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 holla at twins, time to go get I-B-N
up the papers catch the vapors when I see a blunt
High as hell, can't you tell, now tony that I want
Beepin' up my nigga Flick and bring them bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got them scopin' out the dirty hoes
Drop top to the fuckin' bone, when we go and get a
Eyes red as motherfuckin' fire from hay and shit
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's two slugs in guts
another day up at the tire shop and I'm chiefin' hay,
So damn UP!!