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

First (spm):

The dopehouse, got it in the summer
Drug runner, fuck the "i'ma wanna"
Fast learner, like piranhas
My next big hit's "hubba, hubba, hubba"
I smoke her I love her
Bought a danny
Now I'm rubber in somebody baby mother
the gutter diggin' in your trash can
Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be last dance
I came up off the cut, 'lacs and trophy trucks
The thing I sell is submersible products
My all-white chucks turn a man into
You meet the devil, ha? you in a bad rush
I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack
Got the rap shinin' up my reptiles
Make your ears ring when I like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by p.m.
me los kevorkian

(ayana m.):

Some do it for the and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more
Now his flow is a thing
S-p-m, he's a bird, he's a

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Second (spm):

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

Third (spm):

Five on the dot when I hit the crack
Thirty slab rocks in a little
Hoe ass hit the cut around seven
Got a on the pipe, and arrested him for resin
pigs want me so bad, they can taste it
But you bitches gonna to settle for a basehead
I don't slip, broke quicker than a ship
Wrap a platinum hit, make the police sick
Backstreet legends, the world feel my
I'm the first man to touch it when the gets to texas
You can keep the 'cause I bought two benzes
On the microphone I broke you off one sentence
aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the air
They asked me what my race was, I 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, any player hatin' punto
You ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no tan poco