Представляем точный текст композиции "Wood Wheel" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Boss Hogg Outlawz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Wood Wheel» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Boss Hogg Outlawz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Boss Hogg Outlawz - "Wood Wheel"
Lyrics to Wood Wheel : [talking:] Geah, its time to pull them slabs out mayn Its slab season, that boy Mr. Lee act a fool with this one Northside where ya at, Southside where ya at The East/West where ya at mayn, its time to get your shine on mayn Pull the candy out on them boys, holla at em Thug (Thugga) [Slim Thug:] Im taking off down the run way, broad day Sunday Haters looking at me, I aint playing I will gun play Hand on my grain, while Im swinging on the one way Boppers everywhere, I see itll be a fun day I might as well stay up all night, till its Monday My shitll prolly end up, where my son stay Got baby mama drama, cause the bitch driving a Hyundai And I got a Rolls, Gs up hoes Still down till Im down, watch me act a damn clown In the cleanest shit around, making mofuckers frown I been flipping through my town, trying to see what the fucks up Boss city ballers, bitch niggaz get your bucks up Got a king ranch, thatll make you put your trucks up Its looking like them other boys, ran all they luck up Damn sho cant touch us, we them true bosses You know how we do it fool, we them blue flossers [Hook: x2] Mayn I got to grip, my wood-wood wheel Mayn I got to grip, my wood-wood wheel Mayn I got to grip, my wood-wood wheel Trunk is steady pumping, grill steady coming [PJ:] Switching lane to lane, gripping wood grain Trunk knocking tops dropping, its a hood thang Just rolling through the neighborhood, holding slab Playas chunking up the deuce, when I hit the AVE. Drank poing, A.C. blowing Sun shining bright, but my screens still showing Bumper unlocking, yellow hoes bopping Two miles an hour, aint doing no stopping I hit the button, recline the kit High-siding when Im riding, cause I know Im the shit Haters standing on the sideline, talking that trash Eyes scoping for the jackers, cause Im anxious to blast Of course Im having cash, just look at my ride Glass fos candy dos, peanut butter insides I cant be denied, straight up out of Houston Working wood wheel, just laid back cruising [Hook x2] [Sir Daily:] City lights on, now we headed to the club Long line of Caddys, on the 4s and them dubs Everybody icy, so them chickenheads choosing Sideline watching, as the candy slab cruising Hit the parking lot, and its time to shut it down Fall up in the spot, and Im smelling like a pound Headed to the bar, for a shot of that Patrone Chicks on my dick, punching numbers in my phone Got my money long, cause Im cashing them checks Boss Hogg Outlawz, here to serve and collect In that down South state, where the cash flow is great On feet when I skate, boulevard Ima break Everybody paper chase, on the grind for that green Ima shine for myself, Ima shine for my team Puffing pounds of that green, you know I gotta get the kill Recline on the scene, as I work my wood wheel [Hook x2] [ Wood Wheel Lyrics ]
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