Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat knockin' the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm dro, choppin' O's
Ridin' dirty, candy paint, 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 of the wildest gunshots from a large clip
When we started choppin' O's off in this 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 nigga I gotta in Decatur

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

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

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

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

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

On my system knock so loud, they call the 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 pull me over, I the scales

dro out the song booth, with 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 in [Incomprehensible]

I push a Range and my brother in S.S. Impala
Ludacris, with the Escalade, and quickly follow
ready for the summer get your cars out and fix it
When it comes to 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 choppin' nigga
I'm dro, choppin' O's
dirty, candy paint, lookin' 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 them little bitty animals attack, sir?
I'm in the trap and when I get up in a rap-ture relax, sir

like cata-racts to me, ac-tually 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 pot-ent now the is squeezed

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

They so simple hit that block, slow
On yo' mark, get get ready, set, go
You could watch this Georgia 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 smokin' dro, 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, paint, lookin' purty