Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Like A Bird

Man I'm a rap spitter
A pin trigger
A crime rhyme
Is but on the rilla
Spit tornado lust
For the
Rap it up dope,
Fly a bird
but baking soda the
Motorola do it
Up in your face man with
To
I'm like a chronic pigeon tiga
Just spinnin time 45, 357s
And 9's
My figure 8, its its not fake
soda garlic bread and

Ahead in the chase and
the wheel
You talk money and we can
Make a
(make a deal ass n*)

I'm not a screw face, I my
Boots
And listen to the brag about
gun case
They off taste, crank beat with more
My court date, and I came in late
The cross game, wear rings with no
at the guard if you a rap cat mane
Nickel plated, now the penetrated
I put that on my life I'm glad you never it
Raw hide, all in my blood
You never a drug like me and no kine
Don't hide, it makes it more divine
To put you in the firing line on
February, or was it
I lose my memory when it to you canaries
Its necessary, on guard with what you
Split the of the swicher then add the blueberry

I'm not a fool, I live bay rules
Bay slang, and I'm doin my bay
Make change, get to kick game
I knows you got ass but a lame freak dame
No shame, and I'm to the brain
You the pit bull is off the chicka-chicka-chain
Crate-a-lane, on the of pain
I spend dollars on expenseive champagne
Rip hearts and I pound the sky
Petal to the in my wu-tang clarks
New suede, from the to the grave
Hot days, pistols in the shade
It ain't strange, motherfucker you cane
Add a little color to the picture
The rhyme cheetah, on the wife beater
T-shirt jeans shoes didn't see ya

And this analogy, is a new
And this academy is headed for a
It sounds to me that you're tryin to break
And like me don't allow that see
At range you can see my vertigo
Venom in the and I'm ready to let it go
With no control, man it can grow a rose
And I'm standing right in my Filmo' pose
When a cries, in the heart a father dies
Punch you in the eye to let you know you alive
Lethal, to equal
see-bo on the way to Tahoe
I'm stage left, at the store remian
Man cook it up and keep it from the
The barracuda, yo the rhyme shoota
down the stairs of the project do a
Kamakaze, rip your stargens for a
And rip it in the lobby man kickin it with bobby
You say the word, then here come the put
Mustard on they rap and then fly a bird