Luyện nghe bài hát Wood Wheel

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Now I got to grip, my wood wheel
Now I got to grip, my wood grain
Now I got to grip, my wood wheel
Trunk is steady bumping, grill steady

[Intro chorus - Slim Thug]
Yeah, it's time to pull slabs out mane
It's slab season, that boy Mr. Lee act a fool with one
side where you at? South side where you at?
The East, where you at mane?
It's time to get your on mane
the candy out on them boys
Holler at Thug
Thugga!

1 - Slim Thug]
I'm off down the runway, broad day Sunday
looking at me, I ain't playing nothing but gun play
Hand on my grain, while I'm on the one way
everywhere, I see it'll be a fun day
I might as stay up all night, till it's Monday
My probably end up, where my son stay
Got baby drama, because the bitch driving a Hyundai
And I got a Rolls, G's up
Still down till I'm down, watch me act a clown
In the cleanest shit around, making frown
I been flipping through my town, to see what the fuck's up
Boss city ballers, bitch get your bucks up
Got a ranch, that'll make you put your trucks up
It's looking like them other ran all they luck up
Damn sure can't touch us, we them bosses
You know how we do it fool, we them flossers

[Verse 2 - Hogg Outlawz]
Switching to lane, gripping wood grain
knocking, tops dropping, it's a hood thing
Just rolling the neighborhood, holding slab
Players chunking up the deuce I hit the ave.
pouring, A.C. blowing
Sun shining bright, but my screens still
Bumper unlocking, yellow hoes
Two miles an hour, ain't no stopping
I hit the button, the kit
High-siding I'm riding, because I know I'm the shit
Haters standing on the sideline, talking trash
scoping for the jackers, because I'm anxious to blast
Of course I'm having cash, just at my ride
Glass 4's, doors, peanut butter insides
I be denied, straight up out of Houston
wood wheel, just laid back cruising

[Verse 3 - Boss Hogg
City on, now we headed to the club
line of Caddy's, on the 4's and them DUBS
Everybody icy, so them chicken heads
Sideline watching, as the slab cruising
Hit the parking lot, and it's to shut it down
Fall up in the spot, and I'm smelling like a
Headed to the bar, for a shot of that
Chicks on my dick, numbers in my phone
Got my money long, I'm cashing them checks
Boss Hogg Outlawz, to serve and collect
In that down state, where the cash flow is great
On feet when I skate, I'ma break
Everybody paper chase, on the grind for green
I'ma shine for myself, shine for my team
Puffing of that green, you know I got to get the kill
on the scene, as I work my wood wheel