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 you turnin' me off
I think you better take some lessons yeah, Diana Ross

I'm shippin' birds with no
All over
And other people cop em at the hottest

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

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

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

I'm shippin' birds with no
All over
I put em where they never raps like these

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

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

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

cycle
It's sumthin' like a and dry
And I be speakin' to my P.O with a 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 down the hill
Jack and Jill

We say spin around broke
a ballerina
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
you with my tail

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