Luyện nghe bài hát Birds With No Wings

You sober up
I do it
I'm the wave in the shotgun that live
Baby you 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 other cop em at the hottest degrees

I money for bail
Because I liked jail
And I A-plus student at Yale

They say Andre Nickatina ya number seven
Smokin' weed up in
Born on

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

I'm shippin' birds with no
All seas
I put em where never heard raps like these

I like calico cats
And two gats
Now what mothafucka think he fuckin' with

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

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

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

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

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

You better
A
A tumble the hill
Jack and Jill

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

time
Tiga I was bred to
'N zodiac sign
N' up in the
Man, the killa whale of
Yell, strikin' bail
Wet you the water
Smack you my tail

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