Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome Wheels

Woke up this morning, smoked some 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

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

I love my 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 a Def Jam check she had some big ass breasts
I had to her like a shortstop on the Mets

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

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

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

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

What up kid? Stay seen you look good
You live in ya linen and you survived ninth innin'
The hood got us off the prop women
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 dollar deals, rollin' on Chrome
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah ain't nothin' but the
This one's on P. Sunn, up? Yeah, uh-huh

We the dice, remain humble, scramble through
The jungle of life while I rumble with the foul and
Shots fired on the block in threes like Glen
men think twice about the sacrifice
Black on white, 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
rear, cop the blue steel bare, groove to the snare
Bass and drums, see my in the slums

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

up this morning, smoked some 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
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 green to get me
Thai, all in my eye, I'm never broken-hearted
Bang us in cars, bang us in your jeep, bang that shit retarded
Two on da road, Digital he's a gangsta, yeah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no