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

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

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

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

A bad motherfucker always rude and always in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my ain't like me
(Uh, uh)
But it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotta understand, Trick 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, with the 'dro in the
the 'dro in the wind

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

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

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

a sick 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 the whole place

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

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

Mo' sickly, talk tricky to the trick like
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for mo'
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
It's quite alright, with the 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 makes me
Like a killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of but not a stranger on the block

Is it the cheeferry 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 slang and inject it into your veins

Did your stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades a rear front face
through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda like the turtle and the in the race

To the line, I jump the pair of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, white 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 prepare it and mack it, when jack it over tragic
Not for any illegal purposes'
like anthrax and small pox in surplus 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 quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind