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

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

Drop the top and let the 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 baggy
You know Florida, Georgia, Cakalaky

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

A little bad motherfucker always rude and in trouble
(Ah, ha)
of my teachers ain't 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 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'
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put on that bitch
(Uh, uh)
apple green, niggaz lovin' this shit
(Lovin' shit)
And a minute, I'll act a fool
Ya don't like how I'm livin'? Bitch you
(Uh, uh)

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

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

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

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

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

Mo' sickly, talk to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin' 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 and the Hen'
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
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 of danger but not a stranger on the block

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

Did your stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a rear face
through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda like the turtle and the in the race

To the finish line, I 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' out the path like a three piece
Of galactic, before you it

You prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal
like 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 Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the in the wind
With the 'dro in the