Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

Last was a great 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 with ain't no

Yo 95 sun roof moonlight
tight down before the turnpike
The last went sour Fed's jammed the blow
But a weather man it's 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 cartel they work
They even had shit when the Cubans were

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 they out of
Knocking off major with the border patrol

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

Surviving in the 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?

Surviving in the drought 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 the fuck am I suppose to do?

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

Hit the projects twurking in that 87 drop
Set up shop with a 9 pack of sheet
a nigga get hot, now he wanna hit pop
He wanna brain wrestle he don't 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 when the drought come 'round

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

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

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

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

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

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 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?