Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On The Wheel Freestyle

Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, a hit
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, a hit
a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit
Feeling lit, feeling light, 2 AM, summer
on the wheel, uhh, fuck that
Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck
on the wheel, uhh, fuck that, hands on the wheel!

[Emilio
She drunk dialin', dialin'
At the damn time that she drunk drivin'
I answer the call, heard the people wildin'
In the "What's that?" "Oh, we alright!"
Now she start laughing, brakes screeching
She starts screaming, her car crashing
Ah shit, I asking what the fuck had happened and she don't answer
I panicking, running to the car
But I gotta get the keys and remember I parked
And I got to hit police and to 'em she involved
In an accident, I don't her to be harmed
So I'm speeding, and I'm
In the middle of the street 3:10
And I'm knowin' that the clock is
But I'm hoping that I can get there and I it
At the scene of the crash and I leave in a
And I didn't even take all the keys out the
Looking at a flipped SUV in the
And a couple broke trees with the smashed
Ah, ah jeez is bad
nobody moving, ain't nobody screaming
Ain't nobody sitting in the front
I assume they thrown from the seatbelt
Now the ambulances in, and the EMT's they all sprinting
bodies burnt in that backseat
And that driver to be missing
They started searching and
Looking at me with eyes ask questions
I have any answers, though
And so started getting aggressive, like
"Where the at?"
"Do you think there's a chance survived the crash?"
Just smiled
"And the windshield didn't even a crack
How the hell in God's name they that?"
Then a siren flash from behind my
I turn around, they clowners behind a badge
a couple rounds from a fired gat
And I hit the ground quick and fired back
Ah shit, what was I in?
Who the hell was the woman I called in
And how the fuck I end up in a with assault rifles and marksmen?
That's one cop down, two cops down, cry for a second a few more rounds
Everybody dead, but my boo now, now I got to make a move right now
I don't wanna be a victim, I wanna talk, I don't wanna be a witness
Or accessory to no murder 'cause I fuck with all the wrong
Now I just wanna forget this, town then I go on living
But the problem is I'm involved her
So bad it's a bitch that I live