Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind

Hah, that's just the sound of the
True Story, 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 quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

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

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

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

Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put on that bitch
Candy green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin' it
And a minute, I'll act a fool
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, plus the boy gets live, that's
You know legs, wings, and short thighs, short
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch

Hot whore her con-con, Valor to the floor
He enjoy, with the loaded four-four
Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with
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 the whole place

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

Throw yo' elbows, I'm than I suppose
Hoes unchose, cuz my jewelry
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 tricky to the like trash
Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for more
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no killa! 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
With the 'dro in 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, the 'dro 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 me choke
a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box
In the clutches of danger but not a on the block

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
take the purist strain of this slang and inject it into your veins

Did your heart stop man? fame
Aviator shades a rear front face
through the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the

To the finish line, I jump the of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, snow but no socks
Then I slipped on some of that O with the
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a piece 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 and small pox in surplus to murder us
Ya gotsta understand Trick love the kids! 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

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
With the in the wind