Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

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
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the and the Hen'
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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

Growed up eatin' Spam
Sugar and mayonnaise sandwich
Share the room bout four mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and no mo' covers

A little bad motherfucker always rude and always in
(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, love the kids
(Ooh)
love 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, with the in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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

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

Hot whore work her con con, Valor to the
He oughta enjoy, the loaded four, four
Be and acquire more 'fore 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 stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my
Fore me and my ace a lay the whole place

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

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I
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 the chit-chat, blast
So pass, outlast, 'bout

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean but you ain't no
(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
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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

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

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

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

You gotta it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal
It's like anthrax and small pox in to murder us
(Ya gotta understand love 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 alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the