Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

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

Yo 95 south sun moonlight
tight down before the turnpike
The last lick went sour Fed's the blow
But like a weather man a light chance of snow

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

My nigga hit back he got no coke
He said the coast guard just knocked off the
He said them Fed's in Texas out of control
Knocking off major with the border patrol

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Coming up in the through the paroofeal pipe line
This time I'm sit on me 'bout ten
'Cause you never know when 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 ain't no bricks, no chips, no
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 ain't no
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So tell me the fuck am I suppose to do?