Luyện nghe bài hát Wood Wheel

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

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

[Verse 1 - Thug]
I'm taking off down the runway, day Sunday
Haters at me, I ain't playing nothing but gun play
on my grain, while I'm swinging on the one way
Boppers everywhere, I see be a fun day
I might as well up all night, till it's Monday
My shit'll probably end up, 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 shit around, making motherfuckers frown
I been flipping through my town, to see what the fuck's up
Boss city ballers, niggas get your bucks up
Got a king ranch, make you put your trucks up
It's like them other boys ran all they luck up
Damn sure can't us, we them true bosses
You know how we do it fool, we them flossers

[Verse 2 - Hogg Outlawz]
Switching to lane, gripping wood grain
Trunk knocking, tops dropping, it's a hood
Just rolling through the neighborhood, holding
chunking up the deuce when I hit the ave.
Drank pouring, A.C.
Sun shining bright, but my screens showing
Bumper unlocking, hoes bopping
Two miles an hour, ain't doing no
I hit the button, the kit
High-siding when I'm riding, because I I'm the shit
Haters standing on the sideline, talking that
Eyes scoping for the jackers, because I'm anxious to
Of course I'm having cash, just look at my
Glass 4's, candy doors, peanut insides
I be denied, straight up out of Houston
wood wheel, just laid back cruising

[Verse 3 - Boss Outlawz]
City on, now we headed to the club
Long line of Caddy's, on the 4's and them
Everybody icy, so them chicken choosing
Sideline watching, as the candy cruising
Hit the parking lot, and time to shut it down
Fall up in the spot, and I'm like a pound
Headed to the bar, for a shot of Patron
Chicks on my dick, numbers in my phone
Got my money long, because I'm them checks
Boss Hogg Outlawz, here to and collect
In that down south state, the cash flow is great
On feet when I skate, I'ma break
Everybody chase, on the grind for that green
I'ma shine for myself, I'ma shine for my
pounds of that green, you know I got to get the kill
Recline on the scene, as I work my wheel