Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

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

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

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

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

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

Saw a with numbers on the bottom
Calling all cars, I think got 'em
I hit the gas and I mashed Inglewood
I think I drove through single hood

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

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 right on El
to holla, had to ditch the Impala

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

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

Just put his hat, he combed his hair and then put his hat on
He's acting nonchalant up there in that cockpit, 115 miles 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 a bigmouth even worse

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

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

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

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

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

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 street he suddenly turned off on
The sheriffs are, are, well I know that ground units got thrown off

Motherfuck you and punk-ass ghetto bird