Luyện nghe bài hát In Da Wind (Ride Out Mix)

Drop the top and let the in
slide and we add it again
T double D and a couple of
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
the 'dro in the wind

I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol'
Collard green, eatin'
Always my jeans baggy saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, South
Growed up spam sandwiches
Sugar water and sandwich
Share the room with 'bout mo' brothers
But one for 'em and no mo' covers

A bad mo'
Always rude and always in
None of my teachers ain't me
But make it so bad, had seven mo' like me
If you up the way I did
You gotsta

Trick love to
Trick love to

Drop the top and let the in
slide and we add it again
T double D and a of friends
It's alright, with the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

Cop me a seven trees Chevy, put dubs on
green, lovin' it
And I'm in it, I'll act a fool
You like how I'm livin', boys
That's right I'm a

Quick to do you, cut a
Weighin' in at a buck six-five in it
Plus the boy gets
You know legs, wings, and thighs
Eat 'em up, 'em up, then switch sides

Hot whore work her Sean John velour to the
He oughta enjoy, with the four-four
Be sure and acquire more you with mine
Disrespect, I'll disconnect your

With a sick swat, when shit's hot, you get
The fire, the fury, it not
You stoppin' the grace, get out my and my face
For me and my ace-a lay down the place
Recognize, this is the verbalize, surprise with me way to wise

Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues,
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a
Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker I suppose
Hoes unchose, 'cause my froze

You how it goes, these young don't want it like this
Go off and get yo' get, to silence the chit-chat,
So pass, outlast, 'bout
Mo' sicky, talk tricky to the trick like
Lo realer, a go-rilla, flow for mo'
Come clean, lookin' mean, but you no killer

Trick to kids

Drop the top and let the in
slide and we add it again
T D and a couple of friends
It's quite alright, the 'dro in the wind
With the in the wind

at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro
The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it me choke
Like a serial was squeezin' on my throat box
In the cluthces of danger but not a on the block
Is it the cheeferry, reefer beat, my chest up?
right from the club try my best not to mess 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? Drop-top
Aviator with a rear front face
Movin' the dirty at a slow pimps pace
Kind of like the turtle and the in the race
Put the finish line, I jump the of Reeboks
So bright, so fresh, snow but no socks

Then I on some of that O with the wings
I'm bustin' straight out the path like a piece
Of valactic, before you it
You gotta prepare it and it, when your jack it over tragic
Not intended for any purposes
It's anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us

Trick love to
Trick to kids

the top and let the sunshine in
Slippin' slide and we add it
T double D and a couple of
It's quite alright, with the in the wind
With the in the wind