Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

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

[Verse 1: Gangsta
Just another day awaken shakin' off marijuana
Chokin' in the cut wid 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 we smoke it easily
Fab went to the store and get some papers nah a Swisher
Sweetly 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 because you bustas gots ta check it in
Scrap, wid the scar, it's my Mr.I-B-N
Yes, it's a must, that we let you know we sell,
Fuckin' wid these killaz South Parkway we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz plenty bustas I know they could,
Lick me down, throw the sign, see it and 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 be another victim of the hit,
Made by the in SPV, forty-five glock unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, then lil man
I'm that ni-zine from the darkness of the flo',
Son, never tryna but B, rhymin' over these beats I make
Triple 6, Mafia niggas rollin' gotta shake and
The motherfuckin' take care of our business
and up some freaks, get 'em high and get out dick suck,
down on Street, turn the other cheek,
Break neat, down the fuckin'
I gotta get the fuck Dodge before they beat me for my meat
Hooks a left on Parkway fire up a bli-zine that
Some bitches me three or four I left 'em wid they pussies wet
Had some pistols and that dope the street, in the grass
The five-Os ridin' deep because ah shit that happens in the past,
in my cut dog for my Chevy niggas wid anna in my trunk
I'm smokin' skunk my niggas boomin' cause that Tire Shop track

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

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3: Gangsta Blac]
Just shaken off that hangover from night before
Me and Little Man tried to ourself wid tony and in-do
Up all night we strictly swangin' hummers on the fuckin'
Tricks you got it if it ain't Man and fuckin' Gangsta Blac
All for one, one for all, hoe you shoulda knew it
them same old hustlas to the game cause we grew up to it
Countin' up our dividends, time to get out in
to holla 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 tony that I want
Beepin' up my Flick and Cheese bring them bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got cheese scopin' out the dirty hoes
Drop top to the fuckin' bone, when we go and get a
Eyes red as fire from that hay and shit
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's two slugs in guts
Just another day up at the shop and I'm chiefin' hay,
So FUCKED UP!!