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

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

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol'
green, neckbone eatin'
Always wearin' my baggy saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky
up eatin' spam sandwiches
Sugar water and mayonnaise
Share the room with 'bout four mo'
But one home for 'em and no mo'

A bad mo'
Always rude and always in
None of my teachers ain't me
But it so bad, pearl had seven mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You understand

love to kids
Trick to kids

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

Cop me a seven trees Chevy, put on that
Candy-apple green, it
And I'm in it, I'll act a fool
You won't how I'm livin', boys
That's right I'm a

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 whore her Sean John velour to the floor
He oughta enjoy, with the loaded
Be sure and acquire '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 the grace, get out my space and my face
For me and my ace-a lay down the place
Recognize, is the verbalize, surprise with me wrong way to wise

Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, all a know
yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose
Hoes unchose, my jewelery froze

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

Trick to kids

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

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

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

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

Trick love to
Trick to kids

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