Luyện nghe bài hát Hell on Wheels

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

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

Riding 95 the highway, sideways
Running old John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it Bo Duke
Make for a real outlaw

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

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

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

And we'll be 95 down the highway, sideways
Running old John Law
I got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo
Make room for a outlaw

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

And riding 95 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 on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
thunder in the hood, heaven from a still
in a jar

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

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

I you're ready, boy
I said I'm on wheels, yeah
Brother, I'm on wheels, yeah