Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

Just another day up in the shop
hay, fucked up, chiefin' hay,
Chiefin', chiefin', chiefin' hay, up
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[Verse 1: Blac]
another day awaken shakin' off that marijuana
Chokin' in the cut wid smoke in my gut I'm high I wanna buy,
Want a bag I know Lil Nam he got his G
Meetin' up wid them fools on Orleans we smoke it easily
Fab went to the store and get papers nah a Swisher Sweet
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
exhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and Dale is on the way
Checkin' on my traps because you gots ta check 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 from South Parkway we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz plenty I know wish they could,
me down, throw 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

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[Verse 2: DJ
Just another afternoon and me I'm hay
talk shit and you might be another of the hit,
Made by the in SPV, forty-five glock unloads,
From ya to ya toe, then come lil man
I'm loadin' that ni-zine the darkness of the flo',
Son, never tryna but gangsta B, rhymin' these beats I make
Triple 6, Mafia niggas rollin' shake and break
The motherfuckin' laws take care of our
and pick up freaks, get 'em high and get out dick suck,
down on Victor Street, turn the cheek,
Break neat, the fuckin' street
I gotta get the fuck outta before they beat me for my meat
Hooks a left on Parkway up a bli-zine that farness
bitches beeped me three or four I left 'em wid they pussies wet
Had some and that 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 wid anna in my trunk
I'm smokin' skunk my niggas boomin' cause Tire Shop track thumps

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

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[Verse 3: Gangsta
Just shaken off that 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
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 holla at them twins, time to go get
Rollin' up the papers catch the when I see a blunt
High as hell, can't you tell, now tony that I want
up my nigga Flick and Cheese bring them bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got them cheese scopin' out the hoes
Drop top to the fuckin' bone, when we go and get a
Eyes red as fire from that hay and shit
my nuts, do me wrong, that's two slugs in your guts
Just day up at the tire shop and I'm chiefin' hay,
So FUCKED UP!!