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
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
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

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

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

A little bad motherfucker always rude and always in
(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

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

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

That's right I'm a rude ass
to do you, cut a fool ass nigga
Weighin' in at bout a 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 switch

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

With a sick SWAT, shits hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya with it not
Ya the grace, get out my space and my face
Fore me and my ace a lay down the place

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

Throw yo' elbows, I'm than I suppose
Hoes unchosen, 'cuz my 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 to the trick 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
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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

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

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

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

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