Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Like A Bird

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

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

I'm not a screw face, I my
laced
And listen to the homies brag
gun case
They off taste, crank beat more bass
My court date, and I came in late
The cross game, wear rings with no
Holla at the guard if you a rap cat
Nickel plated, now the engergys
I put on my life I'm glad you never made it
Raw hide, all in my blood
You never find a drug like me and no
Don't hide, cause it makes it more
To put you in the firing line on
February, or was it
I lose my memory it come to you canaries
Its necessary, on with what you carry
the middle of the swicher then add the blueberry

I'm not a damn fool, I bay rules
Bay slang, and I'm doin my bay
Make change, get bread to game
I you got ass but yous a lame freak dame
No shame, and I'm greedy to the
You know the pit bull is off the
Crate-a-lane, on the of pain
I don't spend dollars on expenseive
Rip and I pound the sky larks
Petal to the medal in my clarks
New suede, the stage to the grave
Hot days, means pistols in the
It ain't strange, motherfucker you cane
Add a little color to the frame
The rhyme cheetah, on the wife beater
T-shirt jeans tennis shoes see ya

And analogy, is a new strategy
And this is headed for a tragedy
It sounds to me that you're tryin to break
And snakes 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 like a
And I'm standing right there in my Filmo'
When a child cries, in the heart a dies
Punch you in the eye to let you that you alive
Lethal, multiply to
Bumpin on the way to Tahoe
I'm stage left, at the remian chef
Man cook it up and it from the A-T-F
The barracuda, yo the roof shoota
down the stairs of the project do a
Kamakaze, rip stargens for a hobby
And rip it in the lobby man while it with bobby
You say the word, then here the words put
Mustard on they rap and fly like a bird