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

Ha, ha, ha
That's just the sound of the Hen', true Buddy Roe
They say tell the truth, 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'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
the 'dro in the wind

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

up eatin' Spam sandwiches
Sugar water and mayonnaise
Share the room with bout four mo'
But one for 'em and watt's no mo' covers

A little bad motherfucker always rude and in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers like me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotta understand, love the kids
(Ooh)
love the kids

Drop the top and let the 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 in the wind

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 don't how I'm livin'? Bitch fuck you
(Uh, uh)

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

Hot whore her con con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, the loaded four, four
Be sure and more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, disconnect ya line

With a sick SWAT, when 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 the whole place

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

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

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

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

at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it me choke
Like a killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a on the block

Is it the cheeferry reefer beat blowin' my up?
Beat right from the club try my best not to up
A professor of this lyrical thang, take the purist
Strain of this and inject it into your veins

Did heart stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades a rear front face
Movin' through the at a slow pimps pace
like the turtle and the rabbit in the race

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

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

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