Luyện nghe bài hát Hell on Wheels

So man, you think you wanna run
Roll with me, helps you listen good and clear
And if you got a badge or a big
Brother, you ain't got no business

Boy is here is a moonshine still
You can that whiskey burn
This is how the big dogs run, boy, you're riding
Buckle up and have some fun

Riding 95 the highway, sideways
Running from old Law
I got the booze in the boot, it over Bo Duke
Make room for a real

duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in your hood, heaven a still
in a jar and brother, I'm hell on wheels
I said, I'm on wheels

Just nine more until the state line
We're on and we lost Barney's blues
So you can open your eyes, you've done
In dangerous part of what we do

When we make that drop, gonna pop a top
You got a lesson left to
It ain't wine, sip it, make it bubble when you hit it
Let it burn, baby,

And be riding 95 down the highway, sideways
Running from old Law
I got the booze in the boot, it over Bo Duke
room for a real outlaw

There's duct tape on license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in the hood, heaven from a
Lightning in a jar and brother, I'm hell on wheels,
I said, I'm on wheels

And riding 95 down the highway,
from old John Law
I got the in the boot, move it over Bo Duke
Make room for a real

There's duct on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
There's thunder in the hood, heaven from a
in a jar

Riding 95 down the highway,
Running from old Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it Bo Duke
Make room for a real

Duct tape on license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
thunder in the hood, heaven from a still
Lightning in a jar and brother, I'm on wheels

I think ready, boy
I said I'm hell on wheels,
Brother, I'm on wheels, yeah