Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Flu

Big on the underground, what's the point of knocking me
Everyone knows I'm already good on the
Most of us stay strong, don't really bound us
I can go on my own making bombs with rubber

Have my hard dance, I'ma need a man for
are making 'em hard, so they selfish little roamers
Jumping girl to girl, make us meat like
When I get fat I'm pop me out some leaders

Protocol to be a model
It really drop that way, my legs hit the hurdle
Protocol to be a on a label
It didn't drop that way, my beats were too evil

Now I got a little paper for later so I'm
Better something, come, I could get cable
pops, food drops, store them in my stable
Pop 'em up, pop 'em down, eat 'em off my

Village got on the phone, said the is coming to town
They wanna my papers, see what I carry around
Credentials are boring, I them at the burial ground
They order me about I'm an from the badlands

Put shots for later, so I'm stable
Live in trees, chew on feet, 'Lost' on cable
Bird flu gonna get you, made it in my
From the crap you drop on my crop they pay you