Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

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

1: Gangsta Blac]
Just another day awaken shakin' off that
Chokin' in the cut wid smoke in my gut I'm feelin' high I buy,
a bag I know Lil Nam he got his beeper G
Meetin' up wid them damn fools on we smoke 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 it that's that bombin' hay
Inhale exhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and is on the way
Checkin' on my traps because you bustas gots ta it in
Scrap, wid the scar, my nigga Mr.I-B-N
Yes, it's a must, that we let you we sell, rocks
Fuckin' wid these killaz from South we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz plenty bustas I wish they could,
Lick me down, throw the sign, see it and 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 shit and you be another victim of the hit,
Made by the fools in SPV, glock unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, come lil man
I'm loadin' that ni-zine the darkness of the flo',
Son, never tryna but gangsta B, rhymin' over these beats I
Triple 6, Mafia niggas gotta shake and break
The laws take care of our business
and pick up some freaks, get 'em high and get out suck,
on Victor Street, turn the other cheek,
Break neat, down the fuckin'
I gotta get the fuck outta before they beat me for my meat
Hooks a on Parkway fire up a bli-zine that farness
bitches beeped me three or four I left 'em wid they pussies wet
Had some pistols and that dope the street, in the grass
The ridin' deep because ah some 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 Tire Shop track thumps

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

Hook(2x)

[Verse 3: Blac]
Just shaken off that hangover from night before
Me and Little Man tried to kill ourself wid tony and
Up all night we strictly swangin' hummers on the track
you got it lonely if it ain't Man and fuckin' Gangsta Blac
All for one, one for all, hoe you fuckin' knew it
Just them same old hustlas to the game cause we 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 catch the vapors I see a blunt
High as hell, can't you tell, now it's 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 motherfuckin' fire from hay and shit
Test my nuts, do me wrong, two slugs in your guts
Just another day up at the tire shop and I'm hay,
So damn UP!!