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
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass
Collard green, neck bone ass nigga
Always wearin' my baggy saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

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

A little bad motherfucker always rude and in trouble
None of my teachers ain't 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, 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
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' it, 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 ass nigga
Weighin' in at 'bout a six-five
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy live, that's right
You legs, wings, and short thighs, short thighs
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, 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, disconnect ya line

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 space and my
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

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I
Hoes unchose, cuz my froze
You know how it goes, these young don't want it like this
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 ain't no killa! 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'
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 spin
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 and all the 'dro
The and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me choke
a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the

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

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

To the finish line, I jump the of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, snow white but no
I slipped on some of that O with the wind
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 it over tragic, not intended for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and pox in surplus to murder us
Ya gotsta understand Trick love the kids! Trick 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

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 'dro in the
With the in the wind