Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You I-20 ridin' Regal's - cuttin' cutters
Since my wood grains got no stains; be in some 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 the cops on me
Ladies that ass proud, and make it drop for me
is how a nigga ride, in A.T.L.
And if the twelve drop me over, I hide the scales

Blowin' dro out the song booth, windows tinted
Ridin' clean down Old Campbellton Road, know who in it
Got my seat pushed way back, arm out the
Niggaz quick to pull a car-jack, armed when they in

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

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

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

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 them little bitty animals attack, sir?
I'm in the trap and I get caught up in a rap-ture relax, sir

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

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

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

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

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