Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat knockin' with the big blaze choppin'
I'm dro, choppin' O's
Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty

See I'm addicted to fast life, it's hard to slow me down
When ya, momma on the pipe and ya daddy ain't around
You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots a large clip
we started choppin' O's off in this empty apartment

See I was, standin' in the track, and my is the target
With a hammer on my side lookin' I'm layin' carpets
See you flip it you get it nigga, we hangin' like this cable
On my way, to I-20 I gotta play in Decatur

See I'm ridin' and I'm on twenty dollar bills
'Cause we, only got that gold; you can't buy around here
Stayin' true to the prestige and the status
I still stacked 100 G's stayin' in my attic

Stackin' Kraft-matics, Willie sleepin' on the cheese
See we got ki's and the D's and the P's and
And I'm ridin' in C.P. with a glock-40 as my
On the block, with the top back, blowin' out booty up

I'm dro, choppin' O's
knockin' with the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's
Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat knockin' with the big choppin' nigga
I'm dro, choppin' O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty

You know I-20 Regal's - cuttin' cutters
Since my wood grains got no be in some other shit
A big body on the, chrome lookin' pretty
If dro, or the sticky I need, I'm hittin' Tity

On my system knock so loud, they call the on me
Ladies show that ass proud, and it drop for me
This is how a ride, in A.T.L.
And if the twelve drop pull me over, I hide the

Blowin' dro out the song booth, with tinted
Ridin' clean down Old Road, y'all know who in it
Got my seat way back, arm out the window
Niggaz quick to pull a car-jack, armed they in [Incomprehensible]

I a Range and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala
Ludacris, with the Escalade, and Tit' quickly
ready for the summer get your cars out and fix it
When it to that ridin' and smoke, look I'm addicted nigga

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's
dirty, candy paint, lookin' purty

I'm smokin' dro, O's
Beat knockin' with the big choppin' nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty

Yo, get that monkey off my back, sir
I'm smokin' dro and O's up in my 'llac, sir
Where the fuck you at when them little bitty animals attack,
I'm in the trap and when I get up in a rap-ture relax, sir

It's like cata-racts to me, it has to be
A of smoke and clouds I'm chok-in proud
And Rhap-sody, the of trees is wrote and now
So now the track is squeezed

So clap and be to be nappy and snappin'
Just keep on rappin' but nobody comes me
One hit from the blunt I stop drop, roll
Really wanna fuck with the glock, glock? No

They so simple better hit block, slow
On yo' mark, get get ready, set, go
You could watch this tech' blow
If I don't get some of wet wet wet wet dro

I'm smokin' dro, O's
Beat knockin' the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty

I'm smokin' dro, O's
Beat knockin' with the big blaze nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty