Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, just the sound of the Hen'
Story, that's what 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 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' nigga
Collard green, bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my baggy saggy
You Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky

Growed up spam sandwiches
Sugar water and mayonnaise
Share the room with 'bout four more
But one home for 'em and no more covers

A little bad always rude and always in trouble
None of my teachers ain't me
But make it so bad, Pearl had seven like me
If you up the way I did you gots to 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 and the Hen'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the
With the in the wind

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

right 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, the boy gets 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, with the four-four
Be sure and more 'fore ya fuck with mine
Disrespect, disconnect ya line

a sick SWAT, when shit's hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya fuck 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 wrong way to wise
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a know

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

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

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

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

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

Did your heart man? Drop-top fame
Aviator shades with a rear front
Movin' the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda like the and the rabbit in the race

To the finish line, I jump the pair of
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

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

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
With the in the wind

Drop the top and let the 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
With the in the wind