Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome Wheels

Woke up morning, smoked some 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

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 brother to death, nigga pussy to the
Shared a pair of and an Eddie Bauer vest
A bitch named I met her when I was goin'
To cash a Def Jam check she had big ass breasts
I had to her like a shortstop on the Mets

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

12 O'Clock is a vet Big Dogs we put 'em to sleep
Keep 'em on a leash I move like in a week
Niggaz 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 bags
One toilet, three heads, an alcoholic and two
Niggaz hooked on pussy and in the corner, was brother
Who study his lessons and learned how operate

The Smith and the Wesson still cut class and hookey
fresh mens in garbage cans, gave 'em nookies
Rolled the, of the bus with a gun in his socks
Big forehead, had ears Spock
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 in ya linen and you survived ninth innin'
The hood got us off the without women
All my niggaz ride that provide to the end of this

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

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

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

Write it for my fam who not here who do
and stare, why when you can't compare?
From the bottom of my to the end of my hair
Move rear, cop the blue steel bare, to the snare
Bass and drums, see my in the slums

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

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

Woke up this morning, some sticky green 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, Digital he's a gangsta, yeah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no