Luyện nghe bài hát Dro In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix)

Ha, ha, ha
That's just the of the Hen', true story Buddy Roe
They say the truth, Shane and them
(Uh, uh)
Thank God for the too

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies
Get you a glass, mix the and the Hen'
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geeky ass
Collard green, bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my baggy saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

Growed up eatin' sandwiches
Sugar water and sandwich
the room with bout four mo' brothers
But one for 'em and watt's no mo' covers

A little bad always rude and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my ain't like me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' me
If you up the way I did
You gotta understand, Trick love the
(Ooh)
Trick the kids

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that
(Uh, uh)
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' shit
(Lovin' shit)
And a minute, I'll act a fool
Ya like how I'm livin'? Bitch fuck you
(Uh, uh)

That's I'm a rude ass nigga
Quick to do you, cut a fool ass
Weighin' in at a buck six, five
And a nigga can fuck, the boy gets live
(That's right)
You know legs, wings and short
(Short thighs)
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then sides

Hot work her con con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, the loaded four, four
Be and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll ya line

With a sick SWAT, shits hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya fuck it not
Ya stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my
Fore me and my ace a lay down the whole

Recognize, this is the
Surprise, fuckin' with me way to wise nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga

yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose
Hoes unchosen, 'cuz my froze
You know how it goes, these young niggaz don't want it like
Go off and get yo' gat, to the chit-chat, blast
So pass, outlast, cash

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for mo'
Come clean, mean but you ain't no killa
(Ooh, Trick the kids)

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Look at what we got, the and all the 'dro
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me
a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the

Is it the cheeferry reefer beat my chest up?
Beat from the club try my best not to mess up
A professor of this lyrical thang, I'll the purist
Strain of slang and inject it into your veins

Did your heart man? Drop-top fame
shades with a rear front face
Movin' the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda the turtle and the rabbit in the race

To the line, I jump the pair of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, white but no socks
I slipped on some of that O with the wind
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a piece
Of galactic, you slack it

You gotta prepare it and mack it, when your it over tragic
Not for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and small pox in to murder us
(Ya understand Trick love the kids)
(Trick the kids)

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the