Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

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

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 in the wind

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

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

A little bad motherfucker rude and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
of my teachers ain't like me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, had seven mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You understand, Trick love the kids
(Ooh)
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, the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put on that bitch
(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 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 live
(That's right)
You know legs, wings and 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 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 whole

Recognize, is the verbalize
Surprise, fuckin' me wrong way to wise nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a 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 this
Go off and get yo' gat, to silence the chit-chat,
So pass, outlast, cash

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the trick 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 Coke and the
It's alright, with 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 killer was on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a on the block

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

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

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

You gotta prepare it and mack it, when jack it over tragic
Not for any illegal purposes'
It's anthrax and small 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 twinkies
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
the 'dro in the wind