Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, that's the sound of the Hen'
True Story, that's we call it
God for the thugs 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 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' nigga
green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga
Always my jeans baggy saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, South

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

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

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 'dro in the
With the 'dro in the

Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that
apple green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin' it
And a minute, I'll 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
in at 'bout a buck six-five
And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live, that's
You know legs, wings, and 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 sick SWAT, when shit's hot, ya get
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 place

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

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

So pass, outlast, 'bout
More sicky, talk tricky to the like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for skrilla
clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no killa! Trick 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 'dro in the
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 in the wind
With the 'dro in the

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

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

Did your heart stop man? fame
Aviator shades a rear front face
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, white but no socks
Then I slipped on some of that O with the
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a three of va-lac-tic

Before you it you gotta prepare it and mack it
When your it over tragic, not intended for any illegal purposes'
It's like anthrax and small pox in surplus to us
Ya gotsta understand 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 Coke and the
quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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