Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

Last was a great year, ask the click
But this year was to our last half of brick
Trying to in the drought where it ain't no blow
It no [Incomprehensible] so with ain't no dough

Yo 95 south sun roof
Po-pos tight before the turnpike
The last lick went sour Fed's jammed the
But a weather man it's a light chance of snow

Lay low at the at the tell
Wait patient for my to hit me on the cell
'Cause my Haitian cartel they always
They even had when the Cubans were hurt

My hit back he ain't got no coke
He said the coast guard just knocked off the
He said them Fed's in they out of control
off major bricks with the border patrol

A couldn't rap long 'cause the phones they be wired up
I be goddamned the whole East coast up
A nigga from raw dope to cheap base
Ridin' 'round with the block Fed in the case

in the drought where it ain't no blow
It ain't no piece, yo it ain't no
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So tell me what the fuck am I to do?

Surviving in the where it ain't no blow
It ain't no piece, yo it ain't no
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So tell me what the fuck am I to do?

In the drought I the dope fiend right in the grill
Slang him a or a vitamin pill
In the niggaz panic when that money stop
Start slinging wamis and them blocks

Hit the projects twurking in that 87 fleet
Set up with a 9 pack of sheet rock
Watcha a get hot, now he wanna hit pop
He wanna brain wrestle he don't I got my shit cocked

in the drought you get stuck like a thumb tack
Dixie man got a 20 pack of come back
A player fucked up that drought go down
A nigga got to his hustle when the drought come 'round

I'm stuck a player fucked up now I'm finna back up
It's back on with pack playboy the blow flooded
The heads happy and my workers show love it

My dog hit the lick two hundred birds
Off a Bahamian cruise ship that nigga got
Now Cubans is beeping and the Haitians is
I'm back to slanging whole popping cases and balling

I got to put the on so I'm looking them up
RJ he the chef, he be cooking up, hookin' them up
While I'm 'em, flipping breaking 'em down
With the razor chipping 'em

We got 'em harder than plus we pitching soft ball
Jumping for that how high this year gone cost
we the only niggaz wit it
It's the of a life time

Coming up in the through the paroofeal pipe line
This I'm gone sit on me 'bout ten
'Cause you never know when that drought coming
Surviving in the drought, in the drought

in the drought where it ain't no blow
It no piece, yo it ain't no dough
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So tell me what the fuck am I to do?

Surviving in the drought where it no blow
It ain't no piece, yo it ain't no
It no bricks, no chips, no food
So tell me what the am I suppose to do?