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, Shane and
(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 and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the in the wind
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geeky ass
green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my baggy saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

up eatin' Spam sandwiches
Sugar water and mayonnaise
Share the room with bout mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and watt's no mo'

A little bad always rude and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my ain't like me
(Uh, uh)
But it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You understand, Trick love the kids
(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 alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that
(Uh, uh)
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' this
(Lovin' shit)
And a minute, I'll act a fool
Ya like how I'm livin'? Bitch fuck you
(Uh, uh)

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

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

With a SWAT, when 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, is the verbalize
Surprise, fuckin' with me wrong way to wise
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a know

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

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the trick trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for mo'
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, with the 'dro in the
With the in the wind

at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro
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 cheeferry beat blowin' my chest up?
Beat right from the club try my best not to up
A professor of this lyrical thang, I'll take the
of this slang and inject it into your veins

Did your heart stop Drop-top fame
Aviator shades a rear front face
Movin' through the dirty at a slow pace
Kinda the turtle and the rabbit in the race

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

You gotta it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and 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 'dro in the