Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

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

See I'm addicted to this fast life, it's to slow me down
When ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya ain't around
You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots from a clip
we started 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 lookin' like I'm carpets
See you flip it 'til you get it nigga, we hangin' like cable
On my way, to I-20 nigga I gotta in Decatur

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

Stackin' under Kraft-matics, Willie 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 dro, choppin' O's
dirty, candy paint, lookin' purty

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

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

On my system knock so loud, they call the on me
Ladies 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

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

I push a Range and my brother in S.S. Impala
Ludacris, with the Escalade, and Tit' follow
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 smokin' dro, O's
Beat knockin' with the big blaze choppin'
I'm smokin' dro, O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, purty

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat knockin' with the big blaze choppin'
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 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 fac-tory of smoke and clouds I'm proud
And Rhap-sody, the of trees is wrote and now
So pot-ent now the is squeezed

So and be happy to be nappy and snappin'
keep on rappin' but nobody comes af-ter me
One hit the blunt then 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 dro, choppin' O's
knockin' with the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm smokin' dro, O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, lookin'

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