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)
God for the thugs too

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

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geeky ass
green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my jeans saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, 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 motherfucker always rude and always in
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers ain't me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotta understand, Trick the kids
(Ooh)
Trick love the

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
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' this
(Lovin' shit)
And wait a minute, act a fool
Ya don't like how I'm livin'? fuck you
(Uh, uh)

That's I'm a rude ass nigga
to do you, cut a fool ass nigga
Weighin' in at a buck six, five
And a nigga can fuck, 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, the loaded four, four
Be sure and more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll disconnect ya

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 place

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

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

Mo' sickly, tricky to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for mo'
Come clean, lookin' mean but you ain't no
(Ooh, Trick 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 quite alright, with the 'dro in the
the 'dro in the wind

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

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

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

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

You gotta prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over
Not intended for any purposes'
like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us
(Ya gotta understand 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 in the wind