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

Ha, ha, ha
That's the sound 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 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
Collard green, bone eatin' ass nigga
Always my jeans baggy saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

Growed up eatin' Spam
Sugar water and sandwich
Share the room with 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 ain't like me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' me
If you up the way I did
You understand, Trick love the kids
(Ooh)
Trick love the

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 in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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

That's right I'm a rude ass
Quick to do you, cut a fool ass
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, beat 'em up, then switch

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

With a sick SWAT, when shits hot, ya get
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 whole

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

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I
Hoes unchosen, 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, cash

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

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 in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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

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

Did your heart stop man? fame
Aviator shades a rear front face
Movin' through the dirty at a 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 but no socks
Then I slipped on some of 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'
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 Coke and the
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind