Luyện nghe bài hát Outshine Me

I got a copper still hand built up in the
Fill it up corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker knock you off your
Lay down your mason jars, you outshine me

I'mma put it out let me tell ya something,
What d'y'all my still be pumpin?
90 spit the truth
Stop telling you can do what I do.
So if you can, you better get me
Go sit and write a hit like me.

From where I stand you ain't to me
sell a few mill outta your own still
I won't sugar coat it burn your it
Kids scared
I'm Locked and
Real is all me all can feel me
Dirt road disciple (da-steeple) man of the
Mix it, it, light it, burn it
Daylight to dark me and my folks it
Plow it, haul it, hunt it, it, skin it, fry it,
how we do it.
Sip it, it, jar it, jug it
Do it a little better than anyone it.

are chasin' a thoroughbred
Y'all got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down I'm a train
Colt Ford my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers,
Watch your mouth I run these pastures

I got a copper still built up in the hills
Fill it up corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you knock you off your feet
Lay down mason jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker knock you off feet
Lay down your mason jars, you outshine me

I can't this,
I wanna make this real
What d'ya'll think I been here?
Switchin' gears and lanes
Jackin' up trucks down Lames
Light that for America
Cross that line bury ya
shotgun that'll take care of ya
And a that' I'll bury ya

Gotta bunch of county folks all down to
And a bunch of rednecks aint to fight.
I'mma it to ya my way dirt road, hi-way,
wheel, Jack it uptalk sh*t back it up.

Yall a trip and I'm out of league
shine and I'm hard to see
I'm something that you'll be
It's a dream, you can't outshine me
'Cause Im dura-coated turbo
about me is large

Yall are chasin a
done got lapped im miles ahead
Too late to slow I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford remember my
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers,
Watch your mouth I run these pastures

I got a copper still built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and
liquor hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay your mason jars, you can't outshine me

I got a still hand built up in the hills
Fill it up corn mash, heat it up, and chill
liquor hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay down mason jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper still built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you can't me

I got a copper still built up in the hills
Fill it up with mash, heat it up, and chill
liquor hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you outshine me