Luyện nghe bài hát Bird's Eye View

Lets do this man for

We smoke big blunts, cigars, us
It's obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving brush
The beats is grim, the plush
The speaker won't bang, the won't lust
wish dead, the eagle gon' bust
Catch you in the wrong spot, you
ill, bring the havoc, this is magic
Fake flee out, fly out the mouth, I get you gatted
cars, re endorsed yards
Everybody four stars, ray like forty gaudy
Your game corny, I eat your dame, you hop up on me
Head off the rip, the whip, rest maturely
around the vets in the sweats
Since '97 we was rolex-ing the
around a hundred texts
Flash flex, cash, drugs, and sex
Dumb check

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

It's the in the room
Created by a collision of the sun and the
My sonogram was an image of a gun in the
That was soon to be than heroin in a spoon
I'm astonishing, honestly my looking promising
As my skin tone and a crystal clean is
thoughts let the beats break like a Amish's
I'm a stroke of genius like Thomas is
Hip-hop and body and doing it dude
I am the living of improving the groove
I use the tools to shoot that Kubrick used
Take your hero to the river, give them two shoes
Who lose? If you really ain't till somebody love you
I say you ain't til they speaking highly of you
And what I'm sure you wouldn't 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 fold niggas into origami for you
The most notorious, Laureate
story is glorious, stoic warriors
And I got my eyes wide open on you
Haters still like the gators on an Izod
Lacoste, tomato head niggas are
Imposters, long drawn out
Triple OG's got a worn out
to when we was all out monsters, on
Our Sierra reigning tyranny
I strike in their hearts, rappers stear clear of me
Black Sankofa, Ayatollah, Rover, games over
Bill folder, give niggas that Ebola
Huh? You got me chopped Miley Cyrus
Naw, I'm on your block with pirates