Luyện nghe bài hát Birds With No Wings

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

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

I money for bail
Because I never liked
And I study student at Yale

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

Tigas and
Liquor and
I to my pad like the holy kerhan

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

I rhyme calico cats
And two gats
Now mothafucka think he fuckin' with that?

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

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

Spin
It's like a wash and dry
And I be speakin' to my P.O a serious lie

You the Matador
The replican, the
The money, the
Homie, the triple

soft but is heavy as weights
We got the snottiest
With the face

You better
A
A tumble down the
Like and Jill

We say spin around broke
a ballerina
I pro blow Mark with Marina

time
Tiga I was to grind
'N zodiac sign
N' up in the
Man, the whale of hell
Yell, strikin' down
Wet you the water
you with my tail

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