Luyện nghe bài hát Bird's Eye View

Lets do man for real

We smoke big blunts, cigars, us
obvious, kids, we regulate up shit moving through brush
The beats is grim, the plush
The speaker won't bang, the won't lust
Snitches dead, the eagle gon' bust
Catch you in the spot, you dust
Statik ill, bring the havoc, this is
niggas flee out, fly out the mouth, I get you gatted
Sports cars, re yards
Everybody four stars, ray like forty jewelry
Your game corny, I eat your dame, you hop up on me
off the rip, grab the whip, rest maturely
Hanging around the vets in the
Since '97 we was the extra
around a hundred texts
Flash flex, cash, drugs, and sex
Dumb check

Watching the game a bird's eye view
They say it's hard to keep trust so my third eye
Chakras open, binocular scoping, smoking
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 joker chicks, the ones who do bogus should
Act cool on the strip, but want to put two on hip
Macking jewels in whips, booming your hits, screwing your bitch
Froze under my toes, where my penis is
Kicking it since the womb, now you see the fetus is
And what the fetus is? Would these feed us shit?
Rob a nigga for his 2's to put my feet in, shit
Flow slippery, rise to the top
make hot drops, make snakes history
Dreams of living civilly in
with a fan like

It's the in the room
Created by a of the sun and the moon
My sonogram was an of a gun in the womb
That was soon to be than heroin in a spoon
I'm astonishing, honestly my future promising
As my skin tone and a crystal clean is
Darker thoughts let the break like a Amish's
I'm a stroke of genius like Mickalene is
and body rocking and doing it dude
I am the living definition of the groove
I use the tools to shoot that Kubrick used
Take hero to the river, give them two b-rick shoes
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 you wouldn't want is any kind of trouble
Unless you got a crash dummy or a double
You got a couple homies to catch a homi- for you
Well fold niggas into origami for you
The notorious, Poet Laureate
Whole story is glorious, warriors
And I got my eyes open on you quasi-
still smirking like the gators on an Izod
Lacoste, y'all head niggas are
Imposters, long drawn out
Triple OG's got a worn out
to when we was all out monsters, on
Our Sierra Leone reigning
I strike fear in their hearts, stear clear of me
Black Sankofa, Ayatollah, Rover, games over
Bill folder, give niggas that Ebola
Huh? You got me like Miley Cyrus
Naw, I'm on block with Somali pirates