Luyện nghe bài hát Gin Sippin'

Strolling down the strip, we were straight tripping
Tipping all the dealers we were straight gin
Go gamble, fuck hos, everybody knows everybody smokes
You can on our clothes
A little bit of a little bit of girls
Because we were kind of what was under their skirts

Oh, just fucking around
They don't know just fucking around

Split it, hit it, win it, stick for a minute
Throw another bill in it; though, you'll be without credit
You will be glad you did, 'cause you'll be fucked up and faded
With a gold digger who's pretty and thinks you're rich and witty

Oh, we're fucking around
don't know we're just fucking around

I'd been stinking from
My boys are I'm thinking
I a room for the weekend
On to the with the beacon
I a tip to this chick it was a chip worth a grip but that was it
A wink and a key and I to my room
Oh, not two, were three different whores all for me
What a time what a they won't remember my face

No one knows, oh, just fucking around
don't know we're just fucking around

Soon came and I'd been up for two days
I had played the same with money and hos you know how it goes
Our weekend had with all the hos we befriended
But our egos had landed since we went home empty
Come on and let's go, let's go hit the road for hours home
We'll go and get and no one will know