Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome Wheels

Woke up this morning, smoked sticky green to get me started
Chocolate Thai, all in my eye, I'm broken-hearted
Bang us in cars, bang us in your jeep, bang that shit retarded

12 O'Clock RZA, Bob Digi, Sun
P. Sunn, 12 two on da road on this
12 O'Clock, I my brother to death
That old hip-hop, catch this Hot Nix', you know? Big

I love my brother to death, pussy to the rest
Shared a pair of Guess and an Eddie vest
A bitch named Celeste I met her I was goin'
To a Def Jam check she had some big ass breasts
I had to catch her like a shortstop on the

A high off a dime from Gates and Best
grandmother live on Louis and Lex
I remember Dirt Dog crashed his Lex
I remember me and won a dice game against
Ghost and Deck remember Portland had Clyde

Remember 12 is a vet Big Dogs we put 'em to sleep
Keep 'em on a leash I move like in a week
Niggaz don't know the face and names on my
Niggaz carry a cold piece, and separate the
Ain't scared of the motherfuckin'

Yo, yo, guns jammed up, I'm up in my lab
Six niggaz, six bitches, two and eight bags
One toilet, three heads, an alcoholic and two
Niggaz hooked on and in the corner, was this brother
Who would study his and learned how operate

The Smith and the Wesson still cut and played hookey
fresh mens in garbage cans, gave 'em nookies
Rolled the, back of the bus with a gun in his
Big forehead, had ears like
He was mightier a truckload of gats
And bound to the bitch cum in six minutes flat

What up kid? winnin' seen you look good
You look live in ya linen and you ninth innin'
The hood got us off the prop without
All my that ride that provide to the end of this

nothin' but the real, yeah
Ain't but the real
Ain't but the real, yeah

Million deals, rollin' on Chrome Wheels
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah nothin' but the real
This one's on P. Sunn, up? Yeah, uh-huh

We gamble the dice, humble, scramble through
The of life while I rumble with the foul and trife
Shots fired on the block in threes like Rice
Made men twice about the sacrifice
on white, write it for the world to hear

Write it for my fam who not here who do
Glance and stare, why when you can't
From the of my feet to the end of my hair
rear, cop the blue steel bare, groove to the snare
Bass and drums, see my face in the

Pedia Brown, media surround my
When you see me in the hood of ya town, my sound
Sample with black, criminal, rap
Assemblin' hat, laced in a suit Phat
Two on da Road, got bitches screamin, "Who Dat?"
Two with the plaques, two the gats, it's like that

Woke up this morning, smoked sticky green to get me started
Thai, all in my eye, I'm never broken-hearted
Bang us in your cars, bang us in your jeep, bang that retarded
Two on da road, Bobby Digital a gangsta, yeah
No, no, no, no, no, no live it up, it up oh, no, no, no, yea, yea, yea

Woke up this morning, smoked some sticky to get me started
Chocolate Thai, all in my eye, I'm broken-hearted
Bang us in cars, bang us in your jeep, bang that shit retarded
Two on da road, Bobby Digital a gangsta, yeah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no