Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, that's the sound of the Hen'
True Story, what we call it
God for the thugs too
Roe

Drop the top and let the in
the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin
Get you a glass, mix the and the Hen'
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass
Collard green, neck eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my baggy saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, Cakalaky

Growed up eatin' sandwiches
Sugar water and sandwich
Share the with 'bout four more brothers
But one home for 'em and no more covers

A little bad motherfucker always and always in trouble
None of my teachers like me
But it so bad, Pearl had seven more like me
If you up the way I did you gots to understand
love the kids, Trick love the kids

Drop the top and let the in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
the 'dro in the wind

Cut me a Chevy, put dubs on that bitch
apple green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin' it
And wait a minute, act a fool
Ya like how I'm livin'? Boy foolish

That's I'm a rude-ass nigga, quick to do you, cut a fool- ass nigga
Weighin' in at 'bout a six-five
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy live, that's right
You legs, wings, and short thighs, short thighs
Eat 'em up, 'em up, then switch sides

Hot work her con-con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, the loaded four-four
Be sure and acquire 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, I'll ya line

With a SWAT, when shit's hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya with it not
Ya stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my
Fore me and my ace a lay down the whole

Recognize, this is the verbalize,
Fuckin' with me way to wise nigga
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga

Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker I suppose
Hoes unchose, cuz my froze
You know how it goes, these nigga don't want it like this
Go off and get yo' gat, to the chit-chat, blast!

So pass, outlast, 'bout
More sicky, tricky to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for skrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you no killa! Trick love the kids!

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the and the Hen'
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

Look at we got, the rims and all the 'dro
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it me choke
Like a serial killer was squeezin' on my box
In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the

Is it the reefer beat blowin' my chest up?
right from the club try my best not to mess up
A professor of this lyrical
I'll take the purist strain of this slang and inject it into veins

Did your heart stop man? fame
Aviator shades with a rear face
Movin' through the dirty at a pimps pace
Kinda like the and the rabbit in the race

To the finish line, I jump the of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, white but no socks
Then I on some of that O with the wind
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a three piece of

Before you slack it you gotta it and mack it
your jack it over tragic, not intended for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and pox in surplus to murder us
Ya gotsta understand Trick love the kids! love the kids!

Drop the top and let the in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's quite alright, with the in the wind
With the 'dro in the

the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the 'dro in the