Luyện nghe bài hát Survivin The Drought

Last year was a year, ask the click
But this year was scarred to our half of brick
Trying to in the drought where it ain't no blow
It ain't no [Incomprehensible] so ain't no dough

Yo 95 south sun moonlight
Po-pos down before the turnpike
The lick went sour Fed's jammed the blow
But like a weather man a light chance of snow

Lay low at the bottom at the
Wait patient for my Haitian to hit me on the
'Cause my Haitian cartel they work
They even had shit when the were hurt

My nigga hit back he got no coke
He said the coast guard just off the boat
He said Fed's in Texas they out of control
Knocking off bricks with the border patrol

A couldn't rap long 'cause the phones they be wired up
I be goddamned the East coast dried up
A nigga went raw dope to cheap base
Ridin' 'round with the block Fed in the case

Surviving in the drought where it no blow
It no piece, yo it ain't no dough
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Surviving in the drought where it no blow
It no piece, yo it ain't no dough
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So tell me what the am I suppose to do?

In the drought I look the dope fiend right in the
Slang him a Asprin or a vitamin
In the drought niggaz panic when that money
Start slinging wamis and them blocks

Hit the projects twurking in 87 fleet drop
Set up shop with a 9 of sheet rock
Watcha a get hot, now he wanna hit pop
He wanna brain wrestle he don't know I got my shit

'Cause in the drought you get stuck like a tack
Dixie man got a 20 pack worth of come
A fucked up till that drought go down
A nigga got to spread his hustle the drought come 'round

I'm stuck a player fucked up now I'm come back up
It's on with then pack playboy the blow flooded
The base happy and my workers show love it

My dog hit the lick about two birds
Off a Bahamian ship that nigga got nerves
Now Cubans is beeping and the is calling
I'm back to slanging whole popping cases and balling

I got to put the team on so I'm looking up
RJ he the chef, he be cooking up, hookin' them up
I'm whipping 'em, flipping breaking 'em down
With the razor chipping 'em

We got 'em harder than hard plus we pitching soft
Jumping for that how high this year cost y'all
we the only niggaz wit it
It's the of a life time

Coming up in the drought the paroofeal pipe line
This time I'm gone sit on me ten
'Cause you know when that drought coming again
Surviving in the drought, surviving in the

in the drought where it ain't no blow
It ain't no piece, yo it ain't no
It no bricks, no chips, no food
So me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Surviving in the where it ain't no blow
It no piece, yo it ain't no dough
It ain't no bricks, no chips, no
So tell me what the fuck am I to do?