Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

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

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

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

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

under 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 glock-40 as my
On the block, the top back, blowin' out that booty up

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

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

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

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

dro out the song booth, with windows tinted
Ridin' clean down Old Campbellton Road, y'all 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 Fate 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 ridin' and smoke, I'm addicted nigga

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

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat knockin' the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm dro, choppin' O's
Ridin' dirty, 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 you at when them little bitty animals attack, sir?
I'm in the and when I get caught up in a rap-ture relax, sir

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

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

They so simple hit that block, slow
On yo' mark, get get ready, set, go
You could watch Georgia tech' blow
If I get some of that wet wet wet wet dro

I'm dro, choppin' O's
Beat 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, candy paint, purty