Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

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

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, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

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

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

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

Cut me a seven-tries Chevy, put dubs on that
(Uh, uh)
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' shit
(Lovin' shit)
And wait a minute, act a fool
Ya don't like how I'm livin'? Bitch you
(Uh, uh)

right I'm a rude ass nigga
Quick to do you, cut a fool ass
Weighin' in at bout a buck six,
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy live
(That's right)
You know legs, wings and thighs
(Short thighs)
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then sides

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

With a SWAT, when shits hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya with it not
Ya stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my
Fore me and my ace a lay down the whole

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

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

Mo' sickly, talk to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for mo'
Come clean, lookin' mean but you no killa
(Ooh, 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, the 'dro in the wind
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 was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of but not a stranger on the block

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

Did your heart stop man? Drop-top
Aviator shades with a rear face
Movin' through the dirty at a slow pace
like 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
Then I on some of that O with the wind
I'm bustin' straight out the path a three piece
Of galactic, you slack it

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

Drop the top and let the in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the and the Hen'
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the