Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

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

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' geechy-ass
green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my jeans baggy
You know Florida, Georgia, South

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

A bad motherfucker always rude and always in trouble
None of my teachers like me
But it so bad, Pearl had seven more like me
If you up the way I did you gots to understand
Trick love the kids, love the kids

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
the 'dro in the wind

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

That's right I'm a rude-ass nigga, quick to do you, cut a fool- ass
Weighin' in at 'bout a buck
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live, that's
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, with the four-four
Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya with mine
Disrespect, I'll ya line

With a SWAT, when shit's 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 down the place

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

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

So pass, outlast, 'bout
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 alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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

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

Did heart stop man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a rear face
Movin' through the dirty at a slow pimps
Kinda the turtle and the rabbit in the race

To the finish line, I the pair of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, snow but no socks
Then I slipped on some of 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 intended for any illegal
It's like anthrax and small pox in surplus to us
Ya gotsta understand Trick love 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'
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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