Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

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

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

Y'all rub it in with the 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 I'm saying, make sure it's heard
you and your 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 four I was driving is hotter July
Looked up and didn't see it in the sky

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

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

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

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

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

Just put his hat, he combed his hair and put his hat back on
He's acting nonchalant up there in cockpit, going 115 miles an hour
With the police chasing him, they're not be real happy
When they catch up with him, no what, but the
They hate, they hate a 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 didn't to gank you
But don't me bank you, thank you

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

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

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

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

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

Motherfuck you and punk-ass ghetto bird