Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

Just another day up in the shop
Chiefin' hay, fucked up, hay,
Chiefin', chiefin', chiefin' hay, 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 know Lil Nam he got his G
Meetin' up wid them damn fools on Orleans we it easily
Fab went to the store and get papers nah a Swisher Sweet
Sweetly stretch the dope up on the blunts and the shit to me
Lick it break it twist it hit it light it that bombin' hay
Inhale exhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and 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 from South Parkway we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz plenty bustas I know wish could,
Lick me down, the sign, see it and it's all good
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's one in your gut
Just another day up at the shop chiefin' hay, fucked up

(4x)

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

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

Hook(2x)

[Verse 3: Gangsta
Just awaken shaken off that hangover from before
Me and Little Man to kill ourself 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 fuckin' knew it
them same old hustlas to the game cause we grew up to it
Countin' up our dividends, time to get out in
Time to holla at them twins, 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 I want
Beepin' up my nigga Flick and Cheese bring bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got them scopin' 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!!