Luyện nghe bài hát He's a Bird, He's a Plane

First (spm):

The dopehouse, got it snowin' in the
runner, fuck the "i'ma gonna wanna"
Fast learner, attack piranhas
My big hit's called "hubba, hubba, hubba"
I smoke her I love her
a danny glover
Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody mother
the gutter diggin' in your trash can
Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your dance
I came up off the cut, buyin' 'lacs and trophy
The thing I sell is submersible products
My all-white turn a man into dust
You wanna the devil, ha? you in a bad rush
I'ma a smile, I was born the crack child
Got the rap game up my reptiles
Make your ears when I sting like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by p.m.
me los kevorkian

(ayana m.):

Some do it for the money and
He just don't sell no more 'cane
Now his is a beautiful thing
S-p-m, a bird, he's a plane

(2x)

verse (spm):

In hillwood, we didn't have choices
I'm noises, outside I hear voices
The coys is a family who have much
the love of a single mother's touch
The of money, had me slangin' cane and weed
I was first on the block, and last to
the rain as it falls on this, tricky game
Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, liquid dran...
Lift my name against my pain is
To entertain, a simple thing in every seems like...
the same
Born loser, cruiser
I up a store for the common drug user
Thirty-six eggs, come one chicken
Some of you ain't livin', with the unforgiven
I'm wishin' I could hug those or in prison
They go to jail or hell just because it's admission
Man!

Third (spm):

Five on the dot I hit the crack spot
Thirty slab rocks in a matchbox
Hoe ass cops hit the cut around
Got a fiend on the pipe, and arrested him for
Fuckin' pigs me so bad, they can taste it
But you bitches have to settle for a basehead
'cause I slip, broke quicker than a ship
Wrap a platinum hit, the police captain sick
legends, the world feel my prescence
I'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to
You can keep the lexus I bought two benzes
On the microphone I broke you off with one
Stay aware for what's out there, I smell all in the air
asked me what my race was, I told them it was player
A very rare breed, extinct
The way I walk, the way I think,
The shit I wear, the I drink,
The way I stink, I smell like hydroponic
When haters see my car, they around and vomit
I'm loco, fuck any hatin' punto
You ain't got no love for me? I got no love tan poco