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

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

Drop the top and let the in
the woodgrain, let the twinkies 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 bone eatin' ass
Always my jeans baggy saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, Cakalaky

Growed up Spam sandwiches
water and mayonnaise 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 always in
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers ain't me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' 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 and the Hen'
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Cut me a Chevy, put dubs on that bitch
(Uh, uh)
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' this
(Lovin' shit)
And wait a minute, I'll act a
Ya don't how I'm livin'? Bitch fuck you
(Uh, uh)

That's right I'm a ass nigga
to do you, cut a fool ass nigga
Weighin' in at bout a 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 her con con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, with the four, four
Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya with mine
Disrespect, I'll ya line

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

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

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

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 Coke and the
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

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

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

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

To the finish line, I jump the pair of
So bright, so fresh, snow white but no
Then I on some 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 it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal
It's like anthrax and small pox in surplus to us
(Ya gotta understand love the kids)
(Trick the kids)

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 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the