Hah, that's just the sound of the Hen'   True Story, that's what we call it   Thank God for the thugs too   Buddy Roe      Drop the top and let the sunshine in   With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin   Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'   It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind   With the 'dro in the wind      I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga   Collard green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga   Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy   You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky      Growed up eatin' spam sandwiches   Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich   Share the room with 'bout four more brothers   But one home for 'em and wantin' no more covers      A little bad motherfucker always rude and always in trouble   None of my teachers ain't like me   But make it so bad, Pearl had seven more like me   If you growed up the way I did you gots to understand   Trick love the kids, Trick love the kids      Drop the top and let the sunshine in   With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin   Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'   It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind   With the 'dro in the wind      Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that bitch   Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin' it   And wait a minute, I'll act a fool   Ya don't like how I'm livin'? Boy foolish      That's right I'm a rude-ass nigga, quick to do you, cut a fool- ass nigga   Weighin' in at 'bout a buck six-five   And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live, that's right   You know legs, wings, and short thighs, short thighs   Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides      Hot whore work her con-con, Valor to the floor   He oughta enjoy, with the loaded four-four   Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya fuck with mine   Disrespect, I'll disconnect ya line      With a sick SWAT, when shit's hot, ya get shot   The fire, the fury, ya fuck with it not   Ya stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my face   Fore me and my ace a lay down the whole place      Recognize, this is the verbalize, surprise   Fuckin' with me wrong way to wise nigga   Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues, golds   Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga know      Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose   Hoes unchose, cuz my jewelry froze   You know how it goes, these young nigga don't want it like this   Go off and get yo' gat, to silence the chit-chat, blast!      So pass, outlast, 'bout cash   More sicky, talk tricky to the trick like trash   Lo realer, a gorilla, flow for more skrilla   Come clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no killa! Trick love the kids!      Drop the top and let the sunshine in   With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin   Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'   It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind   With the 'dro in the wind      Drop the top and let the sunshine in   With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin   Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'   It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind   With the 'dro in the wind      Look at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro   The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me choke   Like a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box   In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the block      Is it the cheeferry reefer beat blowin' my chest up?   Beat right from the club try my best not to mess up   A professor of this lyrical thang   I'll take the purist strain of this slang and inject it into your veins      Did your heart stop man? Drop-top fame   Aviator shades with a rear front face   Movin' through the dirty at a slow pimps pace   Kinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the race      To the finish line, I jump the pair of Reeboks   So bright, so fresh, snow white but no socks   Then I slipped on some of that O with the wind   I'm bustin' straight out the path like a three piece of va-lac-tic      Before you slack it you gotta prepare it and mack it   When your jack it over tragic, not intended for any illegal purposes'   It's like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us   Ya gotsta understand Trick love the kids! Trick love the kids!      Drop the top and let the sunshine in   With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin   Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'   It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind   With the 'dro in the wind      Drop the top and let the sunshine in   With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin   Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen'   It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind   With the 'dro in the wind