Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

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

Yo 95 sun roof moonlight
tight down before the turnpike
The last lick went Fed's jammed the blow
But like a weather man it's a 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
even had shit when the Cubans were hurt

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

A nigga couldn't rap long 'cause the they be wired up
I be the whole East coast dried up
A nigga from raw dope to cheap base
Ridin' with the block Fed in the brief 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 me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

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 am I suppose to do?

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

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

'Cause in the drought you get stuck like a tack
Dixie man got a 20 worth of come back
A fucked up till 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 come up
It's back on with then playboy the blow flooded
The base happy and my workers show love it

My dog hit the about two hundred birds
Off a cruise ship that nigga got nerves
Now Cubans is and the Haitians is calling
I'm back to slanging whole chickens popping cases and

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

We got 'em harder hard plus we pitching soft ball
Jumping for that how high year gone cost y'all
Since we the niggaz wit it
It's the lick of a life

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

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

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