Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, that's just the 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
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass
Collard green, neck bone ass nigga
wearin' 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 motherfucker always and always in trouble
None of my ain't like me
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven like me
If you up the way I did you gots to understand
love the kids, Trick 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'
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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

That's right I'm a rude-ass nigga, quick to do you, cut a fool- ass
Weighin' in at a buck six-five
And a nigga can fuck, the boy gets live, that's right
You legs, wings, and short 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 ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll disconnect ya

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

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

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, talk to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for more
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 and the Hen'
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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

Look at 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 but not a stranger on the block

Is it the cheeferry reefer beat my chest up?
Beat right from the 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 veins

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

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