Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

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

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

See I was, in the track, and my back is the target
With a hammer on my side like 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 buy regular around here
Stayin' to the prestige and the economic status
I still 100 G's stayin' in my momma's attic

under 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, the top back, blowin' out that booty up

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

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

You know I-20 ridin' - cuttin' cutters
Since my wood grains got no stains; be in some shit
A big body Chevy on the, chrome lookin'
If it's dro, or the sticky I need, I'm Tity

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So clap and be to be nappy and snappin'
keep on rappin' but nobody comes af-ter me
One hit from the blunt then I stop drop,
Really really wanna with the glock, glock? No

so simple better hit that block, slow
On yo' mark, get get ready, set, go
You could watch this Georgia tech'
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, lookin'

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