Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

Why, oh why must you swoop the hood
Like everybody from the hood is up to no
You all the girls around here are trickin'
Up there lookin' 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 have got me

Y'all rub it in with the flying military 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 sure it's
Motherfuck you and punk-ass 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
up and didn't see it whippin' in the sky

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

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

You that 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
Wanted to holla, had to ditch the

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

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

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

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

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

I bust me a left Rubellon
the 735 and I'm bailin'
Went to my home girl's and got a hug man
She helped me run Harriet Tubman

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

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

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

Motherfuck you and punk-ass ghetto bird