Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

Last year was a year, ask the click
But year was scarred 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 south sun roof
Po-pos tight before the turnpike
The last lick sour Fed's jammed the blow
But like a man it's a light chance of snow

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

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

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

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 am I suppose to do?

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

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

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

I'm stuck a fucked up now I'm finna come back up
back on with then pack playboy the blow flooded
The base heads and my workers show love it

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

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 breaking 'em
With the razor chipping 'em

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

up in the drought 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

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