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
say tell the truth, Shane and them
(Uh, uh)
Thank God for the too

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

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

Growed up Spam sandwiches
water and mayonnaise sandwich
Share the with bout four mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and watt's no mo'

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

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

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

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

Hot whore work her con con, to the floor
He enjoy, with the loaded four, four
Be and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll 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 and my face
Fore me and my ace a lay down the whole

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

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I
unchosen, 'cuz my jewelry froze
You know how it goes, these young niggaz want it like this
Go off and get yo' gat, to the chit-chat, blast
So pass, outlast, 'bout

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

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

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

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

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

To the finish line, I the pair 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, before you it

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

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