Luyện nghe bài hát Hands On The Wheel Freestyle

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

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