Luyện nghe bài hát Wood Wheel

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

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

[Verse 1 - Slim
I'm taking off down the runway, broad day
Haters looking at me, I 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 stay up all night, till Monday
My shit'll probably end up, my son stay
Got mama drama, because the bitch driving a Hyundai
And I got a Rolls, G's up
Still till I'm down, watch me act a damn clown
In the shit around, making motherfuckers frown
I been flipping through my town, to see what the fuck's up
Boss ballers, bitch niggas get your bucks up
Got a king ranch, that'll make you put trucks up
It's looking like them other ran all they luck up
sure can't touch us, we them true bosses
You know how we do it fool, we blue flossers

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

[Verse 3 - Hogg Outlawz]
City lights on, now we headed to the
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 lot, and it's time to shut it down
Fall up in the spot, and I'm like a pound
Headed to the bar, for a of that Patron
Chicks on my dick, punching in my phone
Got my money long, because I'm cashing checks
Hogg Outlawz, here to serve and collect
In that down south state, where the flow is great
On feet I skate, boulevard I'ma break
Everybody paper chase, on the grind for that
I'ma shine for myself, I'ma for my team
Puffing pounds of green, you know I got to get the kill
on the scene, as I work my wood wheel