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 never
Bang us in your cars, bang us in your jeep, bang that retarded

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

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

A nigga high off a from Gates and Best
Remember live on Louis and Lex
I remember Dirt Dog his white Lex
I me and Meth won a dice game against
Ghost and Deck Portland had Clyde Drex'

Remember 12 O'Clock is a vet Big Dogs we put 'em to
Keep 'em on a leash I like days in a week
Niggaz don't the face and names on my teeth
Niggaz carry a cold piece, and the heat
scared of the motherfuckin' police

Yo, yo, guns up, I'm crammed 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 lessons and how operate

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

up kid? Stay winnin' seen you look good
You look live in ya linen and you ninth innin'
The hood got us off the prop women
All my that ride that provide to the end of this

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

Million dollar deals, on Chrome Wheels
Yeah, uh-huh, ain't nothin' but the real
one's on P. Sunn, word up? Yeah, uh-huh

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

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

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

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

up this morning, smoked some 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
Two on da road, Bobby Digital a gangsta, yeah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no