Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

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

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

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

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

A couldn't rap long 'cause the phones 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 where it ain't no
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?

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

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

Hit the projects twurking in 87 fleet drop
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 know I got my cocked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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