Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

Why, oh why must you swoop through the
Like everybody from the hood is up to no
You think all the girls around are trickin'
Up lookin' like Superchicken

At night I see your light through my bedroom
But I got shit but the pad and pencil
I can't wait till I hear you say, "I'm down, mayday, mayday"
I'm gonna clown 'cause every time that the have got me

Y'all rub it in with the flying Nazi force
But we don't you, standin' on my roof with the rocket launcher
So fly an eagle but don't follow us wherever we go
The shit that I'm saying, make it's heard
Motherfuck you and your ghetto bird

Run, run, run from the bird
Run, run, run the ghetto bird

Now, my here to lick on a trick for a Rolex
And let me try the next
Now the four I was driving is hotter than
Looked up and didn't see it in the sky

Saw a chopper with on the bottom
all cars, I think we've got 'em
I hit the gas and I mashed Inglewood
I think I through every single hood

South Central, Compton and
Long Beach, bust a U, here the cops
Wish I had a genie with about wishes
Metal flake green on D's, I suspicious

You know that I'm running, shit, I hear it
Fuck, I see it coming, is it a Yup, is it a plane? No
I hit me a on El Segundo
Wanted to holla, had to the Impala

see if they would follow
Me, hit a fence, hit a and another
Met me a pitbull and his mother
Ran up in some people's house and out of the window

I it was my ten-four
Had to pull a strap on a fool named Louis the
'Cuz I'm getting chased by the ghetto

put his hat, he combed his hair and then put his hat back on
He's acting nonchalant up there in that cockpit, going 115 miles an
With the police chasing him, not gonna be real happy
When they up with him, no matter what, but the
They hate, hate a bigmouth even worse

Officer Bird's on his way and I don't see him
Could you please give me the to the B.M.?
See, I want to gank you
But don't make me bank you, you

Tried to get to the hood, and you might
That a like me woulda shot Cyrus
Incognito, Eagle
Saying, "Fuck, did he go?"

I bust me a from Rubellon
Parked the 735 and I'm
Went to my home house and got a hug man
She helped me run like Tubman

out the window by the black bed
I saw the and the four on a flatbed
the light from the bird hit me in the face
I the blinds 'cause I didn't wanna catch a case

All that night, I heard the circle
While I was eating and watching Urkel
She said I could on the couch
By two a.m. I was digging her out, fuck the ghetto

Which way is he now?
Okay, now, now he's, he's actually on a service street
And, Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my out here
And out which service street he suddenly turned off on
The sheriffs are, are, well I know that sheriffs ground units got off

Motherfuck you and your ghetto bird