Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

Ha, ha, ha
That's just the sound of the Hen', story Buddy Roe
They say tell the truth, 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 and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

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

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

A little bad motherfucker always rude and always in
(Ah, ha)
of my teachers 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 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
With the 'dro in the

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

That's I'm a rude ass nigga
Quick to do you, cut a fool ass
Weighin' in at bout a 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, Valor to the
He oughta enjoy, with the four, four
Be sure and acquire more ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll disconnect ya

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

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

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

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)

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, the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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

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

Did your heart stop man? Drop-top
Aviator with a rear front face
through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda like the and the rabbit in the race

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

You prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal
It's like anthrax and pox in surplus to murder us
(Ya gotta understand love the kids)
(Trick the kids)

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