Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Bird

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

At night I see your light through my window
But I got shit but the pad and pencil
I can't wait I hear 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 with the flying Nazi military
But we don't want you, standin' on my with the rocket launcher
So fly like an but don't follow us wherever we go
The shit that I'm saying, sure it's heard
Motherfuck you and your ghetto bird

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

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

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

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

You know that I'm running, shit, I it humming
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

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

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

Just put his hat, he his hair 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, not gonna be real happy
When they catch up with him, no what, but the
hate, they hate a bigmouth even worse

Officer Bird's on his way and I don't see him
Could you give me the keys to the B.M.?
See, I didn't to gank you
But don't make me you, thank 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 from Rubellon
Parked the 735 and I'm
Went to my home girl's 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
the light from the bird hit me in the face
I close the blinds 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 on the couch
By two a.m. I was digging her out, fuck the ghetto

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

Motherfuck you and your ghetto bird