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

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 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

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

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

Trick to kids
love to kids

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

Cop me a seven Chevy, put dubs on that
green, lovin' it
And I'm in it, I'll act a fool
You won't like how I'm livin',
That's right I'm a

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

Hot work her Sean John velour to the floor
He oughta enjoy, with the four-four
Be and acquire more 'fore you with mine
Disrespect, disconnect your line

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 down the place
Recognize, this is the verbalize, with me wrong way to wise

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

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

love to kids

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

Look at what we got, the rims and all the
The and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me choke
Like a serial killer was squeezin' on my box
In the cluthces of danger but not a 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 lyrical thang, take the purist strain
Of this slang and it into your veins

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

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

Trick to kids
love to kids

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