Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

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

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

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

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

Now, my homies to lick on a trick for a Rolex
And let me try the four
Now the four I was is hotter than July
Looked up and see it whippin' 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 drove through single hood

Central, Compton and Watts
Long Beach, bust a U, come the cops
I had a genie with about three wishes
Metal flake green on D's, I look

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

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

I wish it was my
Had to pull a strap on a named Louis the Third
I'm getting chased by the ghetto bird

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

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

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

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

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

All that night, I the bird circle
While I was fish 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 going
Okay, now, now he's, he's actually on a service street
And, Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my out here
And figure out which service street he suddenly off on
The are, are, well I know that sheriffs ground units got thrown off

Motherfuck you and punk-ass ghetto bird