Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix)

Drop the top and let the in
slide and we add it again
T double D and a couple of
It's quite alright, with the in the wind
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol'
green, neckbone eatin'
Always wearin' my jeans baggy
You know Florida, Georgia, Cakalaky
Growed up eatin' sandwiches
Sugar and mayonnaise sandwich
the room with 'bout four mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and no mo'

A bad mo'
Always rude and in trouble
None of my teachers like me
But make it so bad, pearl had mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotsta

love to kids
Trick to kids

Drop the top and let the in
Slippin' slide and we add it
T double D and a of friends
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

Cop me a seven Chevy, put dubs on that
Candy-apple green, it
And when I'm in it, act a fool
You like how I'm livin', boys
That's I'm a rude

Quick to do you, cut a
in at 'bout a buck six-five in it
Plus the boy gets
You know legs, wings, and short
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then sides

Hot work her Sean John velour to the floor
He enjoy, with the loaded four-four
Be sure and more 'fore you with mine
Disrespect, I'll disconnect your

a sick swat, when shit's hot, you get shot
The fire, the fury, it not
You stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my
For me and my ace-a lay the whole place
Recognize, this is the verbalize, surprise with me wrong way to

Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a
Throw yo' elbows, I'm than I suppose
Hoes unchose, 'cause my jewelery

You how it goes, these young don't want it like this
Go off and get yo' get, to the chit-chat, blast
So pass, outlast, cash
Mo' sicky, talk tricky to the trick like
Lo realer, a go-rilla, for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no

love to kids

Drop the top and let the in
Slippin' slide and we add it
T double D and a couple of
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me
Like a killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the of danger but not a stranger on the block
Is it the cheeferry, beat, blowin' my chest up?
Beat right from the club try my not to mess up
A professor of this lyrical thang, take the purist strain
Of this slang and it into your veins

Did your heart stop man? Drop-top
Aviator shades a rear front face
Movin' through the dirty at a slow pimps
Kind of the turtle and the rabbit in the race
Put the finish line, I jump the pair of
So bright, so fresh, snow but no socks

Then I slip on some of O with the wings
I'm bustin' straight out the path a three piece
Of valactic, you slack it
You prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any illegal
It's like and small pox in surplus to murder us

Trick love to
Trick to kids

Drop the top and let the in
slide and we add it again
T double D and a couple of
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind