Luyện nghe bài hát Bird's Eye View

Lets do this man for

We big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through
The beats is grim, the plush
The speaker won't bang, the sneaker lust
Snitches dead, the eagle gon' bust
Catch you in the spot, you dust
Statik ill, the havoc, this is magic
Fake niggas out, fly out the mouth, I get you gatted
Sports cars, re yards
Everybody four stars, ray like forty gaudy
creature game corny, I eat your dame, you hop up on me
Head off the rip, the whip, rest maturely
Hanging around the vets in the
'97 we was rolex-ing the extra
Fuck around a hundred
flex, cash, drugs, money and sex
Dumb smashing

the game from a bird's eye view
They say it's hard to keep trust so my eye grew
Chakras open, binocular scoping, sour
Hoping my best buzz ain't in it only for the tokens
Cause they say if who you joking with, potent with
Tag team the chicks, the ones who do some bogus should
Act cool on the strip, but to put two on your hip
Macking in your whips, booming your hits, screwing your bitch
Froze under my toes, bitches where my is
it since the womb, now you see what the fetus is
And what the fetus is? Would these niggas us shit?
Rob a for his number 2's to put my feet in, shit
Flow slippery, rise to the top
I'mma hot drops, make snakes history
Dreams of living civilly in
Laughing with a fan

It's the in the room
by a collision of the sun and the moon
My sonogram was an image of a gun in the
was soon to be doper than heroin in a spoon
I'm astonishing, honestly my future looking
As my tone and a crystal clean onyx is
Darker let the beats break like a Amish's
I'm a stroke of genius like Thomas is
Hip-hop and rocking and doing it dude
I am the living definition of improving the
I use the same to shoot that Kubrick used
Take your hero to the river, give them two b-rick
Who lose? If you ain't nobody till somebody love you
I say you ain't nobody til speaking highly of you
And what I'm sure you want is any kind of trouble
Unless you got a crash or a body double
You got a couple homies down to a homi- for you
Well I'mma fold niggas into for you
The most notorious, Laureate
Whole is glorious, stoic warriors
And I got my eyes open on you quasi-
Haters still smirking the gators on an Izod
Lacoste, y'all head niggas are
Imposters, long out process
Triple got a worn out conscience
to when we was all out monsters, on
Our Sierra reigning tyranny
I strike fear in hearts, rappers stear clear of me
Black Sankofa, Ayatollah, Range Rover, over
folder, give niggas that Ebola virus
Huh? You got me chopped like Cyrus
Naw, I'm on your with Somali pirates