Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

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

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

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

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

A little bad motherfucker always and always in trouble
None of my ain't like me
But make it so bad, had seven more like me
If you growed up the way I did you gots to
Trick love the kids, Trick love the

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 'dro in the
With the in the wind

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

That's right I'm a rude-ass nigga, to do you, cut a fool- ass nigga
Weighin' in at 'bout a 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, 'em up, then switch sides

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

a sick SWAT, when shit's hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya with 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 verbalize,
Fuckin' with me wrong way to wise
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, all a nigga know

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

So pass, outlast, cash
More sicky, talk tricky to the like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for more
clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't 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 and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

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

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

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

Did your heart stop man? Drop-top
Aviator shades with a rear face
through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda the turtle 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 slipped on some of that O with the
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a piece of va-lac-tic

Before you slack it you prepare it and mack it
When your jack it tragic, not intended for any illegal purposes'
It's like and small pox in surplus to murder us
Ya gotsta 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, with the in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

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