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

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

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

A little bad motherfucker always rude and in trouble
(Ah, ha)
None of my teachers 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 love the
(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 'dro in the

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

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

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

a sick SWAT, when shits hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya fuck it not
Ya the grace, get out my space and my face
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, all a nigga know

Throw yo' elbows, I'm than I suppose
Hoes unchosen, 'cuz my jewelry
You know how it goes, these young niggaz don't want it like
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, flow for mo'
Come clean, lookin' mean but you no killa
(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'
quite alright, with 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 killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the

Is it the cheeferry reefer blowin' my chest up?
Beat from the club try my best not to mess up
A professor of this lyrical thang, I'll the purist
Strain of this slang and inject it into veins

Did your stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a front face
Movin' through the dirty at a pimps pace
Kinda like the and the rabbit in the race

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

You prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not for any illegal purposes'
It's anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us
(Ya gotta understand Trick 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