Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, just the sound of the Hen'
True Story, what we call it
God for the thugs too
Roe

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

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

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

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

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

That's right I'm a rude-ass nigga, quick to do you, cut a ass nigga
Weighin' in at a buck six-five
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 switch

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

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

Recognize, is the verbalize, surprise
Fuckin' me wrong way to wise nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga

yo' elbows, I'm sicker than 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, cash
More sicky, talk tricky to the trick trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for more
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you no killa! Trick love 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
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 in the wind

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

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

To the line, I jump the pair of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, snow white but no
Then I on some of that O with the wind
I'm bustin' out the path like a three piece of va-lac-tic

Before you slack it you prepare it and mack it
When jack it over tragic, not intended for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and pox in surplus to murder us
Ya understand Trick love the kids! Trick love 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 alright, with the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

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
With the in the wind