Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

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

Drop the top and let the 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

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

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

A bad motherfucker always rude and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers like me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotta understand, Trick love the
(Ooh)
love the kids

Drop the top and let the in
the woodgrain, let the twinkies 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 Chevy, put dubs on that bitch
(Uh, uh)
Candy apple green, lovin' this shit
(Lovin' shit)
And wait a minute, act a fool
Ya don't how I'm livin'? Bitch fuck you
(Uh, uh)

That's right I'm a ass nigga
Quick to do you, cut a ass nigga
in at bout 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 her con con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, with the loaded four,
Be and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, disconnect 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' me wrong way to wise nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga

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

Mo' sickly, tricky to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean but you ain't no
(Ooh, love 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, the 'dro 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 me choke
Like a serial killer was on my throat box
In the clutches of but not a stranger on the block

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

Did heart stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a rear front
Movin' through the dirty at a pimps pace
Kinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the

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

You gotta prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over
Not intended for any illegal
It's like anthrax and 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 Coke and the
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind