Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

Ha, ha, ha
That's just the sound of the Hen', true story 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 twinkies
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

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

Growed up eatin' sandwiches
Sugar water and mayonnaise
Share the room with four mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and watt's no mo'

A little bad motherfucker always and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers ain't 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)
Trick love the

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 'dro in the

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

That's right I'm a 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 short
(Short thighs)
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, switch sides

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

With a sick SWAT, when 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 place

Recognize, this is the
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 how it goes, these young niggaz don't want it like this
Go off and get yo' gat, to silence the chit-chat,
So pass, outlast, 'bout

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin' but you ain't no killa
(Ooh, love 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
the 'dro in the wind

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 of danger but not a stranger on the block

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

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

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

You gotta prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over
Not intended for any purposes'
like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us
(Ya gotta understand love the kids)
(Trick 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 quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the