Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, just the sound of the Hen'
Story, that's what we call it
Thank God for the too
Roe

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 in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

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

up eatin' spam sandwiches
Sugar and mayonnaise sandwich
Share the with 'bout four more brothers
But one for 'em and wantin' no more covers

A little bad always rude and always in trouble
None of my ain't like me
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven more me
If you growed up the way I did you gots to
Trick 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 Coke and the
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put on that bitch
Candy green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin' it
And wait a minute, act a fool
Ya don't like how I'm livin'? Boy

right I'm a rude-ass nigga, quick to do you, cut a fool- ass nigga
Weighin' in at 'bout a buck
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy live, that's right
You know legs, wings, and thighs, short thighs
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then sides

Hot whore work her con-con, to the floor
He oughta enjoy, the loaded four-four
Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with
Disrespect, I'll disconnect ya

With a sick SWAT, when hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya with it not
Ya stoppin' the grace, get out my and my face
Fore me and my ace a lay the whole place

Recognize, this is the verbalize,
Fuckin' with me wrong way to nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, all a nigga know

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker I suppose
Hoes unchose, cuz my froze
You know how it goes, these young nigga don't want it like
Go off and get yo' gat, to the chit-chat, blast!

So pass, outlast, 'bout
More sicky, tricky to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for more skrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you no killa! Trick love the kids!

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
the 'dro in the wind

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

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

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

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

To the finish line, I jump the pair of
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 like a three piece of

Before you slack it you gotta prepare it and it
When your jack it over tragic, not for any illegal purposes'
It's like and small pox in surplus to murder us
Ya gotsta understand Trick love the kids! love 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
With the 'dro in the

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 in the wind
the 'dro in the wind