Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

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

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

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' nigga
Collard green, bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my jeans saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

Growed up eatin' spam
Sugar water and mayonnaise
Share the with 'bout four more brothers
But one home for 'em and wantin' no more

A little bad always rude and always in trouble
None of my ain't like me
But it so bad, Pearl had seven more like me
If you up the way I did you gots to understand
Trick love the kids, Trick the kids

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

Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that
Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' it, it
And a minute, I'll act a fool
Ya don't how I'm livin'? Boy foolish

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

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

a sick SWAT, when shit's hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya with it not
Ya the grace, get out my space and my face
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 than I suppose
unchose, cuz my jewelry froze
You know how it goes, these young nigga don't want it like
Go off and get yo' gat, to the chit-chat, blast!

So pass, outlast, cash
More sicky, talk to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, for more skrilla
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no killa! Trick the kids!

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

Drop the top and let the in
the woodgrain, let the twinkies 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 what we got, the rims and all the
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it me choke
a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of but not a stranger on the block

Is it the cheeferry beat blowin' my chest up?
Beat from the club try my best not to mess up
A of this lyrical thang
I'll take the purist of this slang and inject it into your veins

Did your heart stop Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a rear front
through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda the turtle and the rabbit in the race

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

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

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

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