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, that shit 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 this Hot Nix', you know? Big

I my brother to death, nigga pussy to the rest
Shared a pair of and an Eddie Bauer vest
A named 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 on the Mets

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

Remember 12 is a vet Big Dogs we put 'em to sleep
Keep 'em on a leash I move days in a week
Niggaz don't know the face and 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 weed heads, an and two
Niggaz on pussy and in the corner, was this brother
Who would his lessons 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 a gun in his socks
Big forehead, had ears like
He was than a truckload of gats
And bound to make the bitch cum in six flat

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

Ain't nothin' but the real,
Ain't but the real
nothin' 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 like Glen Rice
men think twice about the sacrifice
Black on white, write it for the to hear

it for my fam who not here who do care
Glance and stare, why when you can't
From the of my feet to the end of my hair
Move rear, cop the blue steel bare, 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
with black, criminal, chemical rap
Assemblin' hat, laced in a suit from
Two on da Road, got bitches screamin, "Who Dat?"
Two with the plaques, two with the gats, it's that

Woke up this morning, smoked sticky green to get me started
Chocolate Thai, all in my eye, I'm 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 live it up, it up oh, no, no, no, yea, yea, yea

Woke up this morning, some sticky green to get me started
Chocolate Thai, all in my eye, I'm never
Bang us in your cars, bang us in jeep, bang that shit retarded
Two on da road, Bobby he's a gangsta, yeah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no