Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

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

[Verse 1: Blac]
Just another day shakin' off that marijuana
in the cut wid smoke in my gut I'm feelin' high I wanna buy,
Want a bag I know Lil Nam he got his G
Meetin' up wid them damn fools on Orleans we smoke it
Fab went to the store and get some papers nah a Sweet
stretch the dope up on the blunts and pass the shit to me
Lick it break it twist it hit it it that's that bombin' hay
Inhale exhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and is on the way
Checkin' on my because 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 killaz from South we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz plenty bustas I know wish could,
Lick me down, the sign, see it and it's all good
my nuts, do me wrong, that's one slug in your gut
Just another day up at the tire shop chiefin' hay, up

(4x)

[Verse 2: DJ
Just another afternoon and me I'm hay
talk shit and you might be another of the hit,
by the fools in SPV, forty-five glock unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, then lil man
I'm loadin' that ni-zine the darkness of the flo',
Son, never tryna but B, rhymin' over these beats I make
Triple 6, niggas rollin' gotta shake and break
The motherfuckin' laws take of our business
and pick up some freaks, get 'em and get out dick suck,
down on Victor Street, the other cheek,
Break neat, down the fuckin'
I gotta get the fuck outta before they 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 pussies wet
Had some pistols and dope across the street, in the grass
The five-Os ridin' deep because ah some 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 nigga B and the Three 6 Mafia muhfucka

Hook(2x)

3: Gangsta Blac]
Just awaken shaken off hangover from night before
Me and Man tried to kill ourself wid tony and in-do
Up all night we strictly swangin' hummers on the track
Tricks you got it lonely if it ain't Man and Gangsta Blac
All for one, one for all, hoe you shoulda fuckin' it
Just them same old to the game cause we grew up to it
up our dividends, time to get out chiefin' in
Time to holla at them twins, to go get I-B-N
Rollin' up the catch 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 them bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got them cheese out the dirty hoes
Drop top to the bone, when we go and get a bitch
Eyes red as motherfuckin' fire that hay and shit
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's two slugs in guts
Just another day up at the tire and I'm chiefin' hay,
So damn UP!!