Luyện nghe bài hát Birds With No Wings

You sober up
I do it
I'm ridin' the wave in the that live
you turnin' me on
And when you me off
I think you better take some yeah, from Diana Ross

I'm shippin' with no wings
All over
And other people cop em at the degrees

I keep money for
Because I never liked
And I study A-plus at Yale

They say Andre Nickatina ya emcee seven
Smokin' up in heaven
on 3/11

Tigas and
and bomb
I look to my pad like the holy

I'm birds with no wings
All seas
I put em they never heard raps like these

I rhyme like calico
And two gats
Now what mothafucka he fuckin' with that?

I be the shishcabob on the grill with all steaks
Call me a Mack with no brakes
Or better yet a chef that love to cakes
And get into in any other state

Grand wizard(?) baby, at what I done
We to sex in ya basement now I'm number one
With no
I'm throwin' gasoline on the
I don't like record store if you're not a buyer

Spin
sumthin' like a wash and dry
And I be speakin' to my P.O with a lie

You know the
The replican, the
The money, the
Homie, the beam

Melody's soft but is as weights
We got the snottiest
With the face

You better
A
A tumble the hill
Jack and Jill

We say around broke witch
Bust a
I pro blow when Mark Marina

It's
Tiga I was bred to
'N your zodiac
N' up in the
Man, the killa whale of
Yell, strikin' bail
Wet you with the
Smack you my tail

Shit,
I'm shippin' birds seas
...(?)
The number one
Shit,
me