Luyện nghe bài hát 'dro In The Wind

Ha, ha, ha
That's just the sound of the Hen', true story 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 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' geeky ass
Collard green, neck eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my jeans saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, South

up eatin' Spam sandwiches
Sugar 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 and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers ain't me
(Uh, uh)
But make it so bad, Pearl had mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotta understand, Trick love the
(Ooh)
Trick the kids

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

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

That's right I'm a rude ass
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, and short 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 acquire more 'fore ya 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
me and my ace a lay down 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 know

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker I suppose
Hoes unchosen, 'cuz my 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, talk to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for mo' scrilla
Come clean, mean but you ain't no killa
(Ooh, love the kids)

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

Look at what we got, the rims and all the
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it me choke
Like a serial 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?
Beat right from the club try my best not to up
A professor of lyrical thang, I'll take the purist
Strain of this slang and inject it your veins

Did your heart stop Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a front face
Movin' through the dirty at a slow pace
Kinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the

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

You gotta prepare it and it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal
It's like anthrax and pox in surplus to murder us
(Ya understand Trick 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 and the Hen'
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind