Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin' Dro

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

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

See I was, standin' in the track, and my is the target
a hammer on my side 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 in Decatur

See I'm ridin' and I'm on twenty dollar bills
'Cause we, got that gold; you can't buy regular around here
Stayin' true to the prestige and the status
I stacked 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 ridin' in C.P. with a glock-40 as my
On the block, with the top back, blowin' out booty up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's like to me, ac-tually it has to be
A fac-tory of and clouds I'm chok-in proud
And Rhap-sody, the of trees is wrote and now
So now the track is squeezed

So clap and be happy to be and snappin'
Just on rappin' but nobody comes af-ter me
One hit from the blunt I stop drop, roll
Really wanna fuck with the glock, glock? No

They so better 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 smokin' dro, O's
Beat with the big blaze choppin' nigga
I'm dro, choppin' O's
Ridin' dirty, paint, lookin' purty

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