Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

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

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

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

See I'm ridin' and I'm on twenty dollar bills
'Cause we, only got that you can't buy regular around here
Stayin' to the prestige and the economic status
I still stacked 100 G's in my momma's 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 as my tooley
On the block, the top back, blowin' out that booty up

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

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

You know I-20 ridin' Regal's - cutters
Since my wood grains got no stains; be in some other
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, call the cops on me
Ladies show 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

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

I push a and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala
Ludacris, with the Escalade, and Tit' follow
Gettin ready for the summer get 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 dro, choppin' O's
dirty, candy paint, lookin' purty

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

Yo, gotta get 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 bitty attack, sir?
I'm in the and when I get caught up in a rap-ture relax, sir

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

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

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

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

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