Tire Shop (featuring DJ Paul)

<br>[Hook]<br>Just another day up in the tire shop<br>Chiefin` hay, fucked up, chiefin` hay,<br>Chiefin`, chiefin`, chiefin` hay, fucked up<br>(4x)<br><br>[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]<br>Just another day awaken shakin` off that marijuana<br>Chokin` in the cut wid smoke in my gut I`m feelin` high I wanna buy,<br>Want a bag I know Lil Nam he got his beeper G<br>Meetin` up wid them damn fools on Orleans we smoke it easily<br>Fab went to the store and get some papers nah a Swisher Sweet<br>Sweetly stretch the dope up on the blunts and pass the shit to me<br>Lick it break it twist it hit it light it that`s that bombin` hay<br>Inhale exhale Draky, Nardo, Sed and Dale is on the way<br>Checkin` on my traps because you bustas gots ta check it in<br>Scrap, wid the scar, it`s my nigga Mr.I-B-N<br>Yes, it`s a must, that we let you know we sell, rocks<br>Fuckin` wid these killaz from South Parkway we the Hypnotize<br>Claimin` motherfuckaz plenty bustas I know wish they could,<br>Lick me down, throw the sign, see it and it`s all good<br>Test my nuts, do me wrong, that`s one slug in your gut<br>Just another day up at the tire shop chiefin` hay, fucked up<br><br>Hook (4x)<br><br>[Verse 2: DJ Paul]<br>Just another afternoon and me I`m chiefin` hay<br>talk shit and you might be another victim of the hit,<br>Made by the fools in SPV, forty-five glock unloads,<br>From ya head to ya toe, then come lil man<br>I`m loadin` that ni-zine from the darkness of the flo`,<br>Son, never tryna but gangsta B, rhymin` over these beats I make<br>Triple 6, Mafia niggas rollin` gotta shake and break<br>The motherfuckin` laws take care of our business<br>and pick up some freaks, get `em high and get out dick suck,<br>down on Victor Street, turn the other cheek,<br>Break neat, down the fuckin` street<br>I gotta get the fuck outta Dodge before they beat me for my meat<br>Hooks a left on Parkway fire up a bli-zine that farness<br>Some bitches beeped me three or four I left `em wid they pussies wet<br>Had some pistols and that dope across the street, in the grass<br>The five-Os ridin` deep because ah some shit that happens in the past,<br>Cruisin` in my cut dog for my Chevy niggas wid anna in my trunk<br>I`m smokin` skunk my niggas boomin` cause that Tire Shop track thumps<br><br>[DJ Paul talkin`]<br>Yeah this DJ Paul in this motherfucka<br>wid my nigga Gangsta B and the Three 6 Mafia muhfucka<br><br>Hook(2x)<br><br>[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]<br>Just awaken shaken off that hangover from night before<br>Me and Little Man tried to kill ourself wid tony and in-do<br>Up all night we strictly swangin` hummers on the fuckin` track<br>Tricks you got it lonely if it ain`t Man and fuckin` Gangsta Blac<br>All for one, one for all, hoe you shoulda fuckin` knew it<br>Just them same old hustlas to the game cause we grew up to it<br>Countin` up our dividends, time to get out chiefin` in<br>Time to holla at them twins, time to go get I-B-N<br>Rollin` up the papers catch the vapors when I see a blunt<br>High as hell, can`t you tell, now it`s tony that I want<br>Beepin` up my nigga Flick and Cheese bring them bi pornos<br>Me and Lil Man got them cheese scopin` out the dirty hoes<br>Drop top to the fuckin` bone, when we go and get a bitch<br>Eyes red as motherfuckin` fire from that hay and shit<br>Test my nuts, do me wrong, that`s two slugs in your guts<br>Just another day up at the tire shop and I`m chiefin` hay,<br>So damn FUCKED UP!!<br><br>Hook