Luyện nghe bài hát Birds With No Wings

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

I'm shippin' birds with no
All seas
And other cop em at the hottest degrees

I keep money for
Because I liked jail
And I study student at Yale

They say Nickatina ya emcee number seven
weed up in heaven
Born on

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

I'm shippin' birds no wings
All over
I put em where they never heard raps these

I rhyme like calico
And two loaded
Now mothafucka think he fuckin' with that?

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

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

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

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

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

You poka-bang-bang
A
A tumble down the
Like and Jill

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

It's
I was bred to grind
'N your sign
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 over
...(?)
The one Pisces
Shit,
me