Luyện nghe bài hát Tire Shop

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

[Verse 1: Gangsta
Just another day awaken shakin' off that
Chokin' in the cut wid smoke in my gut I'm feelin' 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 some nah a Swisher Sweet
Sweetly stretch the dope up on the blunts and the shit to me
it break it twist it hit it light 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, a must, that we let you know we sell, rocks
Fuckin' wid killaz from South Parkway we the Hypnotize
Claimin' motherfuckaz plenty bustas I know wish could,
me down, throw the sign, see it and it's all good
Test my nuts, do me wrong, one slug in your gut
another day up at the tire shop chiefin' hay, fucked up

(4x)

[Verse 2: DJ
Just afternoon and me I'm chiefin' hay
talk shit and you might be victim of the hit,
Made by the fools in SPV, glock unloads,
From ya head to ya toe, come lil man
I'm that ni-zine from the darkness of the flo',
Son, tryna but gangsta B, rhymin' over these beats I make
Triple 6, Mafia niggas rollin' gotta and break
The laws take care of our business
and pick up freaks, get 'em high 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 on Parkway fire up a bli-zine that farness
Some bitches beeped me three or four I left 'em wid pussies wet
Had some pistols and that dope across the street, in the
The five-Os ridin' deep because ah some shit that 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 track thumps

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

Hook(2x)

3: Gangsta Blac]
Just awaken off that hangover from night before
Me and Little Man tried to ourself wid tony and in-do
Up all night we swangin' hummers on the fuckin' track
Tricks you got it lonely if it Man and fuckin' Gangsta Blac
All for one, one for all, hoe you shoulda fuckin' 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 at them twins, time to go get I-B-N
Rollin' up the papers catch the vapors I see a blunt
High as hell, you tell, now it's tony that I want
Beepin' up my nigga and Cheese bring them bi pornos
Me and Lil Man got cheese scopin' out the dirty hoes
Drop top to the fuckin' bone, we go and get a bitch
Eyes red as fire from that hay and shit
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's two in your guts
Just day up at the tire shop and I'm chiefin' hay,
So FUCKED UP!!